Every one has their own story to tell, things/people/events that have changed their lives..
Mine began on January 31st 2011. That day, I weighed myself and realized I had gained weight, AGAIN. This was my second semester of college.. and I thought "damn you freshman 15". That day I realized something... standing at 5'2, I was considered obese (according to my BMI of 32.2).
I felt like I had hit rock bottom. I don't remember ever weighing more than that but I bet it came close to 180 at some point near Christmas of 2010. I didn't think it was that bad, until I googled my BMI. Obese. What was I doing wrong that labeled me as an obese teenager?
I decided I wanted to lose weight and not just go on a diet, but really change my lifestyle. I didn't start losing a noticeable amount of weight until after spring. I increased my workouts, more effort in my runs and I also started watching what I was really eating. It took time. It took EFFORT.
I believe that like any journey, you have to make a plan. Have goals in mind. Have the strength to conquer anything that gets in between you and that goal.
You have to have the mindset that ANYTHING is possible.
Before I started my journey, I doubted many things. I doubted I would ever get anywhere. I doubted I would ever be anything close to my goal weight. My goal "self".
Nothing comes easy, but I tried my best. Never giving up. A year and a few weeks later... VOILA!
But my way of thinking has also changed since then.. my lowest weight came down to about 133lbs at some point after hitting my goal weight. I had achieved my goal of 145 the winter of 2011. After New Years, I thought to myself "What now?". Well.. I thought, why not strive for more? During those winter days, I would run a minimum of 6 miles everyday, I would strictly watch what I would eat, not really enjoying myself. I had reached a point where running was no longer enjoyable and I did it in order to keep losing weight. I started weighing-in myself more than usual, and started falling into bad habits. I started developing disordered eating habits. At the time I thought, well isn't this what it takes? Aren't I suppose to stick with my plan? Be disciplined? I was so focused on numbers and scales and standards. In my mind, I didn't look like a runner. Things started getting worst when I started racing, and I felt like I was slow because of my weight. Not only was my weight pressuring me, but also my time and pace as a runner.
Over time, I became comfortable with myself. I wasn't and I'm currently not thin, but I feel fit and healthy. I feel like numbers had blurred my vision on what really matters. I was so focused on a number and completely forgot the most important thing: I am healthy. Whether I'm considered overweight or normal, or whether or not I look like a runner, I am me. And I have learned to accept myself for who I am. I may not run a 6 minute mile, but I CAN RUN. I would've never pictured myself running over 2 miles, and have overcame that. I had taken the little things for granted.
Day to day, I still struggle from pushing away those negative thoughts and self-judgements, but at the end of the day, my body will be there for me, therefore I will take care of it as much as I can. The hard work I put in, will pay off in the end.
So what's my goal for 2013?
#1 Priority: Maintain my weight & love myself #2: Strive for a better, healthier Luz
Before And Now...
|Summer Vacation - May 2011, around 170 lbs|
|August & November 2012, about 135 lbs|