This post is a little late, but I’m determined to get back into blogging about my fitness journey.
I love the new year. I’m one of those many people who love to make resolutions and goals. I like to know that there is something I am working to achieve. I had a good friend tell me she didn’t make resolutions for NYE because she knew it would be a waste of time and that people don’t achieve them. I disagree completely with that sentiment. Hello, I’m much healthier and thinner than I was a few years ago, I’m happier, and I’ve often made a lot of my resolutions stick (ie nail biting, given up soda, etc). I don’t necessarily think it needs to be some special occasion like a BD or anything to make goals and life changing decisions. But, I do love the new year because it’s when I feel that the hope for a better me is really possible. And that determination to be better surges and dips as the year passes, but by the end of it, I am excited about the changes I have made or excited about the changes I will make.
One big decision I made this year was to be healthier. I haven’t posted in a bit, and that’s because I’ve been sick. I mentioned in my last post that I had some eye problems occur, and I’ve still been on medication for that. For the last 5 months. It’s crazy and inconvenient and a little bit scary for a hypochondriac like me. I’ve been battling the scale’s upward climb and I’ve been losing. I am a big believer that losing weight is a simple game of portion control (eat less, eat healthy) and exercise. But for some people, medical issues arise where that’s not always the case. For me, it took about 2 and a half years to lose 160 pounds. I didn’t do anything extreme. I was just consistent about eating healthier and smaller portions, and of course I grew to love the gym. I wouldn’t call it easy. It’s not easy to lose weight. It’s the willpower and life that gets in the way.
The past 8 months have been great in the sense that I have been loving the married life. I went to Argentina for the honeymoon we won on Price is Right and it was awesome. We ate some great food (steaks and empanadas all day, everyday) but we also walked miles everyday instead of grabbing cabs. I also went out of my comfort zone and took a tango class. And, I had a blast! Here are a few pictures:
Now, back to my resolution to get healthy. Despite eating healthy and working out like an athlete, I’ve gained weight. About 15 pounds in the last 8 months. That’s terrifying to me. I’ve read all the articles saying people who lose weight gain it back. Weight can be a lifelong struggle–or “lifestyle change” 😉 . I worked so hard to lose weight, and to see the number climbing is disheartening. It’s especially heartbreaking because I exercise all the time. I eat fairly healthy–although not at the same level as when I first started. If you go by the numbers, I should be losing weight on good days, and maintaining on “bad” days. But, I’m not. Not to put my medical business everywhere, but about two years ago my thyroid levels were kind of wonky and I eventually had to get a biopsy on my neck for a thyroid nodule. Results were inconclusive…or rather “abnormal… and because I didn’t have any symptoms, my doctor said I could just monitor the situation. Well, it’s been about a year and a half and I can no longer deny that perhaps I may have symptoms of thyroid disease or something–weight gain, cold intolerance, dry skin. It’s all there. So, I have an appointment for a second biopsy next week. And I’m pretty terrified about it. I don’t know why I’m so scared of doctors and needles and lab coats and shiny medical tools and white floors, but I am. But, it’s a new year and if I want to be healthy, I need to just get it done. I am starting this year with hope that I am good, and if not, that I can be good. Bring it on, 2016.