I've Lost It

I just signed up for 5k #3 of the year!!! :)

... and #4

The Addition and Subtraction

**continued from yesterday -- get caught up here.

My eating was great; then came the additional assignments.  Exercise at least 30 minutes a day for 3-4 days a week.  Ugh.  I knew it was coming, I was just trying to put it off.  After this appointment I decided to attend a core/stretch class at my gym.  I hated it... in a good way.  The instructor worked us HARD!  Planks, jumping, more planks, with weights, and awesome stretching.  I started going every week.  After a month or so I asked the instructor if she would help me with some workouts.  As they say - the rest is history.  I've been training with her ever since.  I love her.  She pushes me and works me hard, all while making fun of me. :)

At my appointment in March the doctor was very proud, as was I.  My a1c went down from 7.5 to 6.5!!!!  I was AMAZED at what I was doing!!!

Now to the subtraction, which is an every day struggle.  I gave up soda long ago.  I gave up sweet tea, except the occasional when I go to Chick-Fil-A.  Then there's sugar... chocolate... candy... dessert.  It kills me.  I can't do it.  I seriously cannot seem to let go!!!  I'm open to suggestions because that's one habit I have yet to break.

Oh - and in yesterdays post, I said what the scale said when I first started weighing regularly.

Today: 210.2

Welcome to the journey ... of Losing Me.

At the Beginning

I told you I was going to get a little vulnerable.  What the scale says has always discouraged me.  On this page, I'm going to share with you exactly what the scale says and what I read between the lines.  I'm holding nothing back!!

September 2010 when I first started weighing myself on a regular basis, the scale read a whopping 224.  Sadly, this wasn't my turn around point.  I freaked at the number, but continued down the same path.  Which brought me to the point I am today -- T2 Diabetic, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and on meds for all of the above.  We all have to learn in our own time.  Two years ago, seeing that number was not it for me.  It was being sat down by my doctor saying, "Were you aware you were diabetic?"  Not so much... and thus the change began.

When I was first diagnosed, my a1c levels (blood glucose) were at 8.4 - translated to around 200 if I would have been testing my sugars at that time.  100-140 is "normal" range.  I changed my eating habits and counted every carb that went into my mouth.  This is the honeymoon phase -- I wanted to do it right.  I didn't want to mess up and make it worse.  Three months later, my a1c dropped to 7.5.  I thought I was doing phenomenally!  My doctor was proud, yet gave me more to do...

Welcome to the journey ... of Losing Me!

Something Different

If you follow my other page, hello!! If you're new to my randomness; welcome!! This page promises to be very different from the other. You might be wondering why I want to lose myself. The title is not in a literal sense. It's in a physical sense and a spiritual sense.

In 2011 I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. I was in shock and thought it was the end. Little did I know, God had something great in store (He always does).  This shock is exactly what I needed to begin my journey to be the healthiest I've ever been.  I have a long way to go, but by no means am I at the same place I was even a week ago.  This page is ALL about my journey - exercise, eating... being a lot more vulnerable, which is quite scary for me.

The other part of losing myself, is putting more focus on my faith in God.  I'm good teacher when it comes to trusting and having faith, but I don't always show it in my own life.  Will also be sharing my ah-ha moments as they relate.

I look forward to sharing my journey with you.  I truly felt God was leading me up to being vulnerable enough to share EVERY detail of this part of my life.  If me getting healthy helps just one person, it's not in vain.  So many things have been on my heart since I began -- wondering where I would be had I kept up the active lifestyle I had as a teenager.  Not to dwell, I've come a long ways.

Here's to the beginning of Losing Me!