Inspiration: Day 1

I started blogging on my other blog about my weight loss journey, but maybe I should post some of the things on here. I will not be talking about now much I weigh on here, but basically my journey. Before I started dating Mike, my sister Heather and I had a personal trainer. I may have weighed 168 when I started dating Mike, but I was in really good shape. I felt good and in my opinion looked pretty good. When I got married, I weighed about 172. I am not sure what caused the weight gain during my first year of marriage, but I gained 32 lbs that first year of my marriage. I make no excuses, I made some poor choices in food, I did not exercise, just did not try. Not too long after, I got pregnant. I delivered Lilly, and after she was born, dropped back down to a few pounds less than before I had gotten pregnant. 3 1/2 months later (after Lilly was born) I was pregnant once more. Another baby, seven weeks of stress, I had only managed to lose 12 pounds of the 27 pounds I had put on. I tried to lose weight, tried to eat better, but every time I would fail, I would give up. Here I am now, ready to pick myself back up, and do it. No longer trying, doing it.

Today was hard. I will be honest, it was HELL (hence the name, Hell week!) It was so hard. When I got there, I had to place the army vest with weights on, and start moving. Once everyone got there, we got started. The first exercise was called the mountain climber. Halfway through, I felt as if I could not longer move my legs. I just kept going. After a few laps, we headed outside for some lunges. I was always the last to finish, but the important point was I did finish. The hardest part was our endurance exercise. We had to go up and down a dirt path with wooden stairs that climbed up and down the side of a hill. This was really hard with my asthma. I kept going, and one of the wonderful parts of this little training group is that we cheer each other on. I am the biggest girl in our group, but I am okay with that. My prayer is that I move downward, that I become one of the healthier ones. It will be hard to go back, and push myself to continue, but I have to do this. I am sitting here watching The Biggest Loser, seeing what I do not want to ever be. This is my turning point.