January 1, 2013 was my changing point. The week before I had looked in the mirror and was not happy with the person I saw. I was as heavy as I was when I moved to Colorado in 2005, was making bad food choices and, although I was working out from time to time, I didn’t have a set plan. With many bad health conditions running in my family, from heart disease to diabetes and so much more, I decided that I wanted to control as much of my health as possible. I decided to take control of my health and do what I could.
So January 1st, 2013, I took a picture of myself so I could track my progress. I recommend doing this if you are going to start a weight loss journey, it’s very motivating. My goal was to work out five times a week and have a certain caloric intake everyday. I think I drove my parents crazy counting calories. I also cut out alcohol for the first month, retraining my body. I kept to my goals and did a workout five times a week, stayed within my calories.
The weight started coming off, slowly, which is the way I prefer it. Every month for the first year, I took a picture and could see the difference which was so very encouraging. Last year I didn’t take as many pictures, once to show what a difference a year made and that was about it. I had a few more pounds to lose and did that by doing an Arbonne Detox Bootcamp with which I had huge success.
This morning, for some reason, I decided to take another picture and did a comparison from two year ago. Totally crazy…I am actually sharing it because I’m pretty proud of where I came from.
The story here is don’t quit. It’s easy to give in and go back. It’s easy to say “I’m at a plateau and can’t keep going” It’s hard to stay the course and keep moving even though it’s tough. So keep going, move through the tough parts to the parts that will be the huge reward!