So, I’m not gonna lie. I’ve been having some struggles with my body recently. It seems that no matter what effort I put forth, it’s simply not enough. I just keep expanding. But in spite of that, I’m trying so hard to not give my weight gain any power. As long as I keep fighting and trying new things, I’ll win this battle.
Anyway, a few days ago I started thinking about all I have accomplished in the past year. And seriously, it’s been incredible. I couldn’t even fit it all into a quick FB status, so I finally got my shit together and here I am blogging. Sorry it’s been a while.
Here is all that’s happened in the last 365 days…
J and I completed our first half marathon. And I met my goal of jogging the entire thing.
Our family ziplined through the Great Smoky Mountains.
J and I hiked 15 miles (roundtrip) to the summit of Mt. LeConte. It may not have the highest peak technically, but it has the tallest face (base to summit) east of the Mississippi.
And in the process, we encountered a rattlesnake. And lived to tell the tale.
I joined the wonderful team at MHA Indy and I still volunteer on the crisis line twice a week.
I welcomed my husband home from Afghanistan. This may not seem like a personal accomplishment, but we all lived through his time away. And I remained mostly sane. That’s a win in my book and worthy of a mention.
I underwent a massive 10 hour surgery to remove most of my loose skin. And I endured the next 4 weeks of hell while recovering from it. It was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
We packed up our family and moved 4000+ miles away from any place I’ve ever known.
I donned a bikini in public for the first time in 14 years. And I realized that no one around me gave a shit about my stretch marks, cellulite and surgery scars. That was one of the most freeing moments ever.
We completed our first 5k together as a family.
We moved into my favorite house ever and I spent a ton of time perfecting the inside. I love this place and the neighborhood as well!
We started exploring this beautiful island, and to date, we’ve hiked a dozen trails and nearly 50 miles.
I learned to snorkel.
I went kayaking for the first time. And I never fell into the water. I wish my phone could say the same thing.
I gathered up every piece of courage I could find, and I jumped out of a plane on the North Shore.
I completed my 53rd credit towards my bachelor’s degree in Psychology. Almost halfway done!
And while I don’t have a picture for this last one, I’ve started walking every single evening. 3-4 miles around the neighborhood, and it’s something I look forward to daily. It’s my time to get fresh air, talk with my dude, and decompress from my day. I know that even if I am lazy the whole entire day, I will at least be active for an hour. While it may not seem like much, 2 months of consistent daily activity is the first step towards once again gaining control of my body.
Gaining weight sucks, but I also recognize that it doesn’t mean I am not living an incredible life. I’m thankful for each of those moments where I stop to remember that my body is a powerhouse. It does every single thing I ask of it. And it hasn’t let me down yet. The above experiences wouldn’t have been more amazing if I would have weighed less. I might like the pictures more, but that’s kind of irrelevant. 😉
I cannot wait to see what I do with my next year on this Earth! Eek!