I can't believe that I'm sharing this picture... but alas, I am. When I started this journey to a healthier me, 8+ months ago, I promised myself and you guys that I would be 100% transparent about where the journey took me. This means sharing the good and the bad. It means showing what it really looks like to lose a significant amount of weight and for someone like myself (who was living 100+ pounds heavier than I should), that makes for a slow transformation, but that's ok. My motto from the beginning has been - slow and steady wins the race and I'm happy to report that as I near month 9, I'm finally seeing some results and so is Georgia! My results definitely show progress and not perfection and that's something that I continue to remind myself is 100% ok.
One very frustrating thing for me has been that my bo.obs have remained just as gigantic as they were in June of last year (hence my ugggggghhhh face in that second pic)... and now that my waist is a bit smaller, they look even bigger! Grrrrrr. A friend had to remind me that I wore a C cup in middle school and was a DD cup by high school, during a time that I was quite thin... so giant bo.obs may just be what I'm genetically destined to have. I wish this wasn't the case, but it is what it is and G doesn't want them going anywhere, so there you have it. Ha!
If I could turn back time, I WOULD NOT have taken my before pictures in underwear... but I honestly didn't think that any of this would work out, or that I would be in a position to share a photo of my progress at any point, so underwear pics are what I'm stuck with. I edited out the bottom half these horrific und.ies (even though it's basically the same as wearing bathing suit bottoms) because I felt like I needed to. With me being a wife and mom and considering this photo will live forever on the interwebs, editing was a must... still, I feel proud sharing this, here in this space.
I had a friend recently post on IG about how bad it is to take progress pictures like this, stating that it's self defeating and an unhealthy thing to do, emotionally. If I'm just being honest, I would have to completely disagree with her views on the topic. When I look at this comparison picture, the first of what I'm sure will be many progress pics, I don't see weight loss. What I see is hard work. I see that keeping it Keto-ish has resulted in less water retention and swelling for me, overall. I see progress and strength in my arms, sides and legs from pushing myself to do cardio 5-6 times a week - these past 34 weeks. I see much clearer skin that's been the result of clean(er) eating and massive water consumption! Most of all though, I see a much less swollen belly and that's a HUGE deal for me. Heart disease runs in my family and took the life of my dad at just 39 years old. If you know anything about heart disease, you know that a swollen belly is a clear indication of an overworked and unhealthy heart. It's dangerous and had become a scary thing for me, as I turned 37 years old.
On Friday I ran my first 5k in 12 YEARS and I did it with yoga pants falling off my butt the whole time and a sore knee! I know that a 3+ miles run is a stroll in the park for many of you, but when I began this journey 8 months ago, I couldn't run 5 minutes without getting winded and dizzy - so this is a big deal!
I didn't used to be a fan of posts like this, because they always made me evaluate my own health and that was uncomfortable for me. So if you're still reading this and something in the back of your mind is saying, it's time to get healthy, I'm here to tell you that you CAN DO THIS! You CAN set goals. You CAN start small. You can meal prep and have cheat meals. You can push yourself, one workout at a time and have rest days. You can celebrate every fitness victory, no matter how small. You can lift weights and choose to not weigh yourself and you can do it without pills or magic shakes or special wraps. You can make this journey whatever YOU want it to be and I'll be here to cheer you on!
On to month 9.