Wonderfully said and welcome to the thread!So I’d like to weigh in on this thread. I’ve always been very active and a competitive runner/triathlete. I completed my second full Ironman triathlon and became an all world athlete in 2018. It was awesome. I don’t say it to brag…I couldn't swim when I got the idea to do a triathlon on 2105. In 2019 my mom fell ill and it was straight off of race season. I was in the best shape of my life. I stopped working out and stress ate while caring for mom. 6 months after that I gained about 8- 10 pounds. No big deal. That typically happened when I wasn’t in race shape. Then covid hit. I went from traveling for work to working from home and not getting out of my chair for 8 hours a day. 2020 race season got cancelled and I sat…ate garbage and gained another 8-10 pounds and didn’t train. My mind was stuck in a rut and I was truly depressed. It stunk. That’s when I got chickens…but that’s another thread
My entire body began to ache….my joints ached…my cholesterol increased…I had severe inflammation to the point my doctor thought I developed heart disease. it was simple, poor eating habits and lack of exercise was making me literally sick. It was the food that actually made my body feel horrible and my lack of movement made my body begin to lock up. It is true what they say…move it or lose it.
People try to make excuses that they can’t lose weight. That might very well be true….only to a certain point. Eating food that is practically poison because it is full of preservatives and sugar is not a way to live. I experienced it first hand. Not exercising because it is uncomfortable is a lie people tell themselves when they can’t handle being responsible for their own demise.
make no mistake, being overweight is not healthy. It stresses your entire system which leads to long term health issues. It can’t be solved with a pill. It happens with pure hard work and determination and a spirit that will not quit.
fast forward…I stopped eating because I was upset over covid or the market tanking or whatever excuse I could conjure up and humbly started over. My hips hurt…I couldn’t turn my neck…I was humiliated to step on the scale. but I started to move and I gave up the garbage that was poisoning my system. I took accountability for what I did to my body and I promised myself I wouldn’t let myself fall into the hole I’d been in for the past 2 years.
I started doing yoga in my basement because I was embarrassed to go to a class. I started stretching and have started training again. Funny thing happened….my body stopped hurting and the inflammation went down, 10 pounds gone. I no longer blame myself for the fitness I lost but celebrate the activity I accomplished today. I didn’t gain it over night and I am certainly not going to be victim of it and let it shame me from doing the hard work that needs to be done to get back to where I was.
I was taught by a coach a long time ago…never make excuses for yourself and never never give up on yourself.
regardless of where you are in your fitness journey, one thing is for sure, you never regret the workout you just completed.
don’t give up on yourself…don’t make believe you can’t do one more rep…set goals and smash them!!!
my workout tonight is a 45 minute spin on my bike followed by some core training and stretching.
get after it everyone. You won’t regret it.
thank you for letting me vent and hope I’m not interrupting a private thread. Sorry to puke on the thread.