Let the record show that I have allowed myself to deteriorate quite successfully. I have ignored writing about it because I have been surviving. And that's okay. Truly, I'm okay with it. My standards have been realistic for the last 8-9 months. I had a baby. Seven pregnancies, six babies. My body knows it!
But the state of my physical body is not doing well:
1. I'm 50 pounds overweight now. Yes, I gained 10.
2. My asthma is at an all-time yuckiness-high.
3. I'm tired ALL. THE. TIME.
4. My feet hurt.
I know why. Spare yourself some writing time (trust me on this one) because I already know what I have to do to get my health back. That's why I wrote it down: Exercise, scriptures, veggies.
If you have read this blog for longer than the last 8 months, you will know, dear reader, that I was a very big supporter of healthy living. Green smoothies were my life. I ate salads all the time. Meat and dairy were very few and far between. I exercised daily and did Portland to Coast pregnant. My midwife said she had never seen such amazing health on a woman who was 40 weeks pregnant (I wasn't "thin" --my urine sample, blood pressure, etc. was just fantastic and it was worth noting). I searched and searched for the best life-style change and I had found it. I found it in a whole foods, plant based diet and walking an hour every morning.
But it was hard to sustain for a number of factors. Exhaustion and picky eaters in the HappyMeetsCrazy household being at the top. But it doesn't matter what my excuses are or were. Justification can only take you so far, and mine took me to 221 pounds.
I mean, let me be frank. I could make exercise my life. I could. I see women do it all the time. Exercise becomes their passion and that's great! Marathoners, Triathaloners, bikers, yoga people, whatever... they are inspiring. But I simply do not have the passion nor the desire to become like that. I'm a reader, a writer, a musician. I would rather spend time talking with a friend over dinner than run a marathon together. Do you know why I liked Portland to Coast? Because it let people like me --simple walkers --do something extraordinary without making us feel like we are less because we're not running our guts out. The truth is that we make time for what we love, do we not? This is one of the reasons I'm not that great at the exercise thing. I don't love it.
I could also make healthy eating my life. I could obsess over every morsel that crosses my mouth. But I do not have the luxury of time to do this --nor the passion. The idea of a raw food diet is good --I just don't think I could realistically maintain it, maintain it for my family of many, nor do I believe the extreme of "raw food only" follows the Word of Wisdom. I don't love it, either.
But I like to be healthy. I like to be strong. And that means I need to put in some effort.
So. Let the record now show that I will do something about it. It will not be drastic. It will not be insane. Oh, sure, I want it to be drastic! Are you kidding? If I could maintain the lifestyle I held years ago (when I lost 40 pounds), I would do it yesterday. But I've been trying for 8 months and then getting down on myself for not keeping it up and then... yeah. Failing.
*I had a green smoothie yesterday.
*I had a salad for lunch, along with the leftover pasta (whole wheat noodles with vegan pasta sauce) and a cup of herbal tea.
*I am taking my meds/vitamins religiously and brushing my teeth twice a day.
*I have committed myself to walking Portland to Coast next August. Yay! I LOVED it the last time I did it, and I know it will be a good motivator for me to lose weight and get walking. My team will be depending on me, eh? I even asked Amanda to give me the hardest legs, just so I will have more motivation.
It's winter. It's cold. The baby still gets up to nurse 1-2 times a night (soooo much better, though! He's doing great, really). My goal last week was to exercise 20 minutes a day. That's all. 20 minutes of exercise, a few minutes of scripture reading, and make veggies the bulk of my diet.
I can do this. I know I can. I may not have started the exercise (we had to stop doing the stairs because of the snow), but I have the Pilates and Jillian Michaels DVD's waiting for me, calling to me.
For you, dear reader, what is your obstacle to healthy living? Mine comes in two ways: First, the impatience. If I can't lose 50 pounds in 4 weeks, then what's the point!? (unrealistic and lame, I know.) Second, I am an emotional eater. And since I've been having a rough time of it with six kids and such, I've been eating A LOT (way to be obvious there, Cheryl).
So, that's my focus: Baby steps and emotional outlets. And not freaking out when I fail. Or giving up... My final goal: Weigh between 175-180 pounds, rock it at Portland to Coast, and breathe again without having to use my rescue inhaler.
Wanna join me? Make a baby step. Don't over think it like I tend to do, dear reader. Just make one.