I have been on point this month with my exercise routine. Once I make it my habit to do some sort of activity, I get it done. It’s something that comes a lot easier to me than eating healthy. I workout 4-7 times a week–ranging from hiking or running or doing some activity here at my house. When I was bigger, I had no idea what I was missing out on. I am one of those people that gets an adrenaline rush from working out. I like to exercise (most days). Don’t get me wrong, I’m not always super excited to workout, but I’m more often pumped than not. It makes me happy to know that I can do this. I get a great feeling after I’m done. I feel accomplished. I’ve done so much now that I am healthier that before weren’t options (skydiving, horseback riding, ziplining).
But, one of the biggest gains from this weight loss is being able to keep up with my nephew. He’s 4. I was overweight/obese when he was born, and I am so glad that I was able to lose this weight now that he’s in his toddler years. He’s so active and full of energy. And, I can keep up with him. He loves when I babysit him, and I think a big reason is because I can play with him. I just got back from the park, where we did sprints and raced each other. Blake and I played soccer with him and chased him around and he laughed hysterically and just had a good kid time. And, I would have have missed this when I was bigger. I would have attempted to chase him. But, I used to get winded walking. I would try my best because I love him and love to see him laugh and happy, but there’s only so much my body could have done at my biggest. And, he would have loved me just as much as he does now. But, he would never have had known this Tia Caya (he can’t pronounce Claudia).
I want to be better for me, but also for him and for the future “maybe” baby that Blake and have. I want to be better for my future, as cheesy as that may sound.