Day ONE

So...I'm back on the wagon again. The workout wagon, that is. A little over 2 years ago (when we moved to Oregon) I'd decided that I needed to get back to the old me. In the almost 2 years prior, I'd gained about 70lbs. Some of that weight I put on when I was pregnant with Isla and some of it I put on after I'd had her. I just got to a point where I realized a lot of my unhappiness was because I wasn't okay with what I looked like or how I felt. I was sluggish and tired all the time - not to mention I felt ugly. Just ugly. I couldn't even put on a pair of earrings and feel feminine. So, I made changes...lifestyle changes. I changed my eating habits and committed to working out at least 5 days a week. It look me 8 months, but, by the time I hit my "d-day" on Halloween 2012, I was 142lbs. Pretty good for me, 'cause, I'm not naturally a skinny girl. I'm built to be thick. 

Anyway, today I started my new weight loss journey. I don't know how much I've gained since I last knew my weight (2/26 I was 171lbs), and it doesn't matter. I'm not going to be scale obsessed this time around...I'm going to focus on eating better again and working out 5 days a week. If I do that, I know the weight will come off and I'll eventually start to fit into my clothes again. So, that's my plan...get back to the basics and get back to me. Making my health - both physical and mental (working out makes me feel better about myself) a priority again. 

Today I walked up Bull Mountain...where we live. It's a pretty gnarly hill and just walking up it is a challenge. I pushed Isla up this hill in her B.O.B. stroller all summer in 2012 and it definitely helped me lose the weight - it's a great workout. Once I got to the top of the hill today, I decided I felt good enough to run down it, and I did. It felt so nice to get out there and feel my feet and legs running underneath me. Freeing, really. I'm hoping my body isn't too sore tomorrow and that my muscle memory comes back sooner rather than later.

On another note...I really want to get back on my treadmill. Luckily, the weather is gorgeous right now (82 degrees in Oregon in April is a sort of miracle) and that afforded me the opportunity to walk/run outside. But, there's rain in the forecast as of Sunday and I DO NOT run outside in the rain. So, I am going to have to somehow get over the mental block I have with my treadmill. It's there, because when I got the call from our genetic counselor Pat about my blood work, I was on it. Damn negative association. Hoping that I can just buck up and do it. But, we'll see. 

Here are a couple pictures from my run today...

Love this tree lined street

My view on the way down the hill

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