HURT

I have hurt to the depths of my soul, every cell in my body.  I just cannot figure out what to do with my life. What I'm doing right now is just not working for me.  At all.  It's a life not worth living.

When you cannot get a job, when you cannot even get an interview for a "crap" job (meaning below 8 bucks an hour), you're pretty much a loser.  Yes, I worked for almost seven months and made under $8 an hour. Fortunately I liked what I did enough that it wasn't that bad. I transferred to supposedly the same job and it wasn't, I gave notice after my second day.  And now I'm unemployed.

School.  I'm looking at going back to school for a bachelor's degree. That is a huge bucket list for me.  I am plagued by self-doubt, insecurity, lack of confidence, fear...every negative emotion there is.  Oh, and how the heck will I pay for it???

But that all brings me to diet.  Today I blew it. Depression hit me hard, I spent the majority of the day in bed.  And I did the horrible thing I just don't do:  I ordered Pizza Hut.  Yup, I ate it.  Guaranteed, I'll be up five pounds tomorrow mostly due to sodium.

My mentor told me, "So, you ate bad tonight, get back on target tomorrow."  Made it seem so easy.  And it is. It really is--if only I can convince myself of that and not continue to beat myself up.

I also did not work out tonight.

So, the day is over. I'm ready for a new one.  Tomorrow will be better.

I just cannot seem to bring it altogether, dietary intake/fitness/mental outlook. You need all three to lose, get fit and succeed.

UGH

Tomorrow is another day.  We all can do it!

GET TOUGH! DO THE WORK!!!

Do the work, that's one of my FAVORITE sayings now because it is what it takes to get where you're going.

Struggling with a lot of foot pain. Severe.  Had to take a rest day yesterday from my kettlebells because the foot pain was so bad I couldn't walk.  Today it's better.

Struggling with getting my caloric intake to my magic numbers.  Hungry.  THAT is mind over matter, and habit.  Getting there.

Came across a quote today that I love:

I've missed more than 9,000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I've failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed. -Michael Jordan

Isn't that great?  Our failures make us succeed.

Never give up.  Anything is possible!

Ouch!!!

Well, I'm back.  Life isn't always fair, I don't always make wise choices, and, well, here I am.  I need to put health first again.  The others will fall into place.

To lose fat, it is imperative to have a supportive community. One must give support, one must receive support. Blogging did that for me.

To get healthy, one must make smart choices and work hard. I'm back on the wagon doing the World Kettlebell Club's Pentathlon.

I am plagued with problems with my feet from plantar fasciitis to burning, prickling sensations.  The latter, the doctor insists will go away now that I no longer work on my feet.  I just hope.  The plantar fasciitis, well, June 2nd is the day it started, the day of my first 5K.  Hopefully it will end soon.

I need to take an open and honest look at my food. While I eat healthier than 90% of the people out there--ask me how I know--I could eat much healthier.

So back to blogging.  If you read this, drop me a line so I can follow your blog!

I am NOT pleased with that scale. Nor am I pleased to announce I've already lost 7 pounds.  Oh well, it is what it is, water under the bridge, time to move on and get busy.

Time to DO THE WORK!!!

My First 5K--I DID IT!

Dang it! How do I rotate this in the new format?  YIKES...I've lost all blogging abilities!

Here I am at the finish line.

Time: 42:16
Hope: 45  My best in training was 48 minutes.  I beat my HOPE time! WOOT

Did not enjoy it during the race, was grumpy--some people were kind of rude, and I kept thinking that I could do this at home for free and not pay gas money, entry money, etc.  When I saw that time at the finish line, that changed my mind.  I didn't cry until I started walking to my car and then it hit...the tears just poured.

ME--282.5 pound former me--I wogged (jogged/walked) a 5K.

This is the first of many...

HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!

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Me...

Size 12, 178 pounds May 2012 (The t-shirt is a size large)

Size 24 282.5 pounds February 2009

SIze 12 and a 5K

I am sitting here crying--tears of joy.  I went shopping tonight. I pulled size 14 shorts and capris. All were too big. Every last pair.  I am now officially in a size 12.  Tops I pulled XlG. Too big. I am officially in a large. Plus, I bought one medium top that fits.  In a uni-sex t-shirt, I wear a size medium.

Here is a quote from my goal page:

Clothing-size goals:

(going by pant size here) (the last time I lost, it took a long time before I dropped clothing size.)
22-24 starting size20 August -0918 Some size 18s in August 0916 1-17-1014 11-7-11!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Being below a size 14 is incomprehensible to me today. Will update when I get there.The above was my original post. Now being below a 14 is NOT incomprehensible to me, it is something I WILL experience. Will update size changes as they occur here!

Notice I said below a size 14 is incomprehensible? Now it is surreal, it is unbelievable and amazing. I did it. I AM below that size 14.  I'm not done, I still have pudge, I have wings on my arms and will probably never be able to go sleeveless, but by golly, size 12.  And I will be smaller. 

And now for the other news. I am training for a 5K.  I am in my sixth week doing the Ease into 5K program. It's basically the same as couch to 5K.  I am running.  So far I have run 10 minutes in one pop. Tomorrow's run has me a bit nervous, it's 20 minutes straight. I'm slower than molasses, I'm not graceful, but I AM RUNNING.  

PINCH ME...I just cannot believe the difference between February 2009 and today.  DREAM DO COME TRUE, they just take hard work, perseverance, blood, sweat and tears plus time.

BELIEVE IN YOURSELF

We can do anything!!!