Last year, I was in great shape.
I started working out at the start of the year, and continued into the summer. While I frustratingly didn’t lose any weight, I felt the best I’d felt in a long time. I had energy all day (gone were my afternoon slumps), I slept great, my anxiety issues had almost vanished. I liked having muscles, and stamina, and a clear brain. It was awesome.
And then I had my hysterectomy last summer. And fell off the exercise wagon so fast I think I got bruises.
It’s hard for me to make time to take care of myself. I get sucked into that mom thing where I put everyone else and their schedules and priorities ahead of mine.
But this summer Andy and I had to get wellness checks for our health insurance. And my bloodwork came back with cholesterol numbers just shy (like, 2 numbers off) of normal. Not enough for my doctor to do anything other than tell me “diet and exercise.” But I have a history of heart disease on both sides of my family, plus a personal history of high blood pressure, so this is probably the one health-related issue I should take seriously.
I’m gonna get back in shape! I thought. I’ll get to the Y at least three times a week and track my diet and exercise on MyFitnessPal and blog about it to keep myself accountable.
And the Universe heard me and went HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*takes breath, wipes tears from eyes*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA and proceeded to give me September.
So now I’m trying to ease back into the grand plans I made earlier. It seems overwhelming to me right now to do both diet and exercise at once, so I’m going to focus on exercise first and slowly add in eating healthier. And I’m going to blog about it every Friday; even if nobody reads it, making my efforts public will hopefully keep me motivated.
And I’m picking up a fun new skill as I ease back into exercise: swimming. Before the September shit hit the fan I had signed up for swimming lessons at the Y. I love being in the water, and am trying to be kind to my knees (my mom needs a double knee replacement, I’m going on the assumption that it’s probably in my future, too). I’ve never learned the proper way to swim for fitness and figured this would be a great time to start.
I’ve had three lessons now and I love it. I’m learning the elements of freestyle and breaststroke and even dove headfirst for the first time ever. Sadly, my iPhone and its camera are not waterproof, so please enjoy this representation instead:
Looks fun, doesn’t it?
And thus concludes my first installment of Fat to Fit Friday. Check back next week for this:
What’s that, you ask? Oh, just the 5K I registered for thinking I’d be working out a lot more and then oops! September. Will I finish even though I haven’t done three miles of anything in over a year, or will I be stuck in a vineyard somewhere, clutching a handful of grapes and crying WHY DID I THINK THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA WHYYYYYYYY? Who knew a boring fitness blog post could contain So! Much! Suspense!