This photo is of me and Calvin at a Christmas party in December 2004, just 2 months before I joined Weight Watchers.
Me this summer at the start of our club 5K. Look how happy I am to be out there! The joy on my face is unmistakable. The joy that I feel from the confidence and strength my sport has given me is hard to describe. But this is why I can stay on the program and eat (more or less! lol!) the way that is healthy for me. Before I was miserable & didn't like the person I'd become. Now I revel in the strength racewalking gives me. Sure, right now I'm not as strong as I could be, due to illness and other factors. But that is unimportant. I'm out there, I'm healthy, and I'm content.
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Did you realize that you had an athlete under all of that? Well, you did; it is almost as if the weight loss was the process of chiseling away a sculpture from a larger mass.
Just think: you had it in you all along!
Back in my 300 pound days, I'd still hike but it took me a while (36 minutes to walk 2 miles on the roads)
I had NO idea I was athletic at all. In high school (when I weighed about 165, only 15 lb more than I do now) I clearly remember struggling to run a mile with my mom (who ran 3x/wk for 3 miles - I thought she was SO impressive!). Of course I had no idea that you need to ramp up to that sort of thing...and actually if I remember right we did about a 10 min pace, which isn't bad for someone who was woefully out of shape. Anyway, I was always the last to get picked for the team in gym class, and really thought I had zero talent. In my 20s I envied my younger brother, who was running marathons while I was blimping out. Now I wish I would have known...oh well...
Happy Anniversary, Tammy! I know just how you feel ;)
Yeah! I knew you back then and have witnessed the transformation -you are inspiring. You probably don't even know how many people, including me, you have motivated with your perseverance and dedication. Keep up the good work! Rah rah!
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