I'm trying. Trying to get into better shape. Trying to lose weight. Trying to change my eating habits. Trying to get more sleep. Trying to spend quality time with my family. Trying. Trying. Trying. Always trying. And trying pays off. Because I'm having success in all those areas. It may not be with dramatic results, but I'm still seeing results. And loving it.
I'm in the best shape I've been in for at least 15 years. I've lost 20 pounds this year. I'm eating healthier and fewer calories. I'm getting at least 7 hours of sleep a night versus the 5-6 I was getting before this year. I'm totally enjoying my family and our quality time together - and not in front of the tv! So, yes, I'm definitely seeing results - and all because I'm trying. And I'm going to continue trying.
I didn't know I had this in me. I'd always hoped it was there, but I'd never given it a chance to come to the surface. When I started on this journey at the beginning of the year, my ultimate goal was to run a 5k. Well, I haven't actually run in an official race yet, but I'm able to run the distance without walking! Now, my goal is to get a little faster and enter a race. Never thought I'd actually be able to do it, but here I am. I've gotta say, it feels good.
Another goal - to get under the infamous 200 pound mark! It's my nemesis and I want to say adios to 200 in the WORST way! I never ever thought I'd weigh this much and it makes me sick that I let myself get here - - BUT I'm so not going to let it get me down. That's how I got here in the first place.