Back in June I had my second child, a girl! Although daddy wanted a boy and I said I did as well, I was more than happy to have another girl. One doctor we saw, jokingly said if we paid him well, he would switch her out for a boy. No thanks Doc!
Prior to having my second baby I lost about 70lbs. It took me almost 3 years to lose the weight, but I did it. My oldest daughter was about 5 years old and she was and still is an active little one. I could barely keep up and I knew it was because of the weight. I was unhealthy. I had anxiety attacks, at times I felt depressed. I remember looking on social media and seeing friends running and actually liking it. What?! People actually enjoy running. One of my good friends had just started running as well. We talked about running a 5k together and it was all downhill from there. I signed up at our local YMCA and started going to gym.
I was embarrassed at first. I had no confidence in myself what so ever. One thing I liked about the our local Y was that they had a treadmill, elliptical, stepper, and weights in the women's locker room. This is where I started working out. I looked up running. I found lots of blogs, many of which I read daily. I also came across the running plan, Couch to 5k. I started and restarted the Couch to 5k program. It wasn't easy, gave up many times. I changed up my meals. Tried to eat healthier, lots of fish and chicken.
Finally, in 2013, I ran my first 5k. It was a small race and it was challenging. I ran it with my friend who inspired me to start running. After completing that first 5k I had an adrenaline rush and my workouts started to get better. I added strength training. At least what I considered strength training. After about a year of not really seeing a change in my muscle tone, I started taking a class at the Y, Body Pump. I was in love. It was a whole hour of strength training, it went by fast. In 2014, I was at my lowest weight ever, 116 lbs. I went and got a health assessment done and it was perfect. First time! This was also the year I ran more first half marathon. I was in a good place.
Right after I ran that half marathon, I lost some interest in running. I wasn't excited for it! I don't know if all the training that drained me, but I needed a break. Not only did I need a break, but I had also, some point along the way injured myself. I started going to physical therapy. I was told not to run. I did therapy for most of the summer. Once I was released to run, I didn't have the desire, but I still tried. I would run a couple of miles here and there. Then in October, a few weeks before Halloween I found out I was expecting my second child. I was ecstatic! I always wanted to grow my little family
I used my pregnancy as an excuse that I could eat whatever I wanted. I ate bacon cheeseburgers with fries at least once a week, if not twice. I ate chips, sweets, whatever I could get my hands on. I had bad nausea and keeping food in my mouth was the only thing that helped. I was tired and drained all the time. Starting a new job around the same time, working until 5pm was no help. I gained weight, in the areas that are the hardest for me to lose the weight. After giving birth to my daughter I lost 20lbs of the 40 that I gained. Now, I'm stuck. My weight fluctuates between 2-5lbs. None of my clothes before pregnancy fit me.
I'm ready, I'm ready to lose the weight and be fit again. Fit physically, fit mentally. My hopes are, with this blog I will be held accountable. So here we are today, here I am writing my first post, on my journey to become fit once again.