Where do I start? I’ve reached my summit and it was way easier than I thought it would be. And like all mountain climbers, I’ve already set a new goal of reaching a higher mountain. This one was high but my spark for competition was lit again, and as I’ve mentioned many times, it’s not all about competing with all the other moms in this challenge but competing with myself. I love challenging myself. My best friend exercises a lot and during the last few years I’ve thought, I have to get back into it too. She inspires me (you know who you are!). Ironically my husband was also editing a popular Canadian television show where families adopt healthier lifestyle choices and go on to lose weight. He would always ask my opinion about segments he’s edited. I would sit there in our home studio with headphones on and watch strangers changing their lives and see how proud they would be in the end and I would think, ‘I need to be like these people!!!’ Well, here I am! I have achieved it. This 8 week challenge is now over but this journey isn’t over for me and will never be, it’s not something I started with an end, it’s a challenge I have adopted and will keep pursuing.
Why are we so hard on ourselves? When did weight become so debilitating that it can actually change the way we live our life? Talking to people about the #MommyFit 2011 Competition I have learned that many people who are unhappy with their weight actually avoid social situations as they are uncomfortable in a room of “thinner people!”
So we nearly at the end and I am still struggling. I asked for help, something I’ve never been great at, but Mama-hood has many things to teach me, and I wish I had asked sooner. We simplified the meal plan to something I can handle and share with Tiger Cub, and while I still try to get in a workout here and there, I have a goal of being active with the baby at least once a day. When I started this journey I really didn’t think it would be so difficult or take so long, often it’s felt like walking on sand; sliding back a little each step, so a mile feels like five. I’m glad I did this now, because the support I received was really incredible and made it so that I didn’t give up. Also getting a good grasp on what my challenges are has helped me to find ways to overcome them. I’m by no means done either, it’s probably going to take 16 more weeks to get to where I want to be, but I feel like I have the tools to get me there.
Week four is about to start and I can’t believe it, where did time go? When I was chosen as one of the five finalists I thought to myself, wow 8 weeks, this is quite a mountain to climb but I need to climb it, I need to prove myself I can do it. Well I’m almost half way up the mountain and I thought that mountain use to look like Everest, it’s more like a small mountain now, the summit is right there.
So as I said being a new mom I am learning almost as much as the tiger cub but not as fast. This week as he was learning how much food should constitute a bite size, I was learning about realistic expectations and prioritizing. So going from months of inactivity after a c-section to the daily workout regimen had my thighs feeling like they were made out of lead, heavy and clumsy. So I eased up, took it slower, savoured the time I was taking for myself, as opposed to racing to maximize the tiny bit of workout time I could carve out for myself. It won’t bring results in the long term but neither will me collapsing into a heap of exhaustion. Weight loss was only one of my goals, balance and developing long term healthy habits are just as high on my list. This week was about pacing and while I’m not quite there, I am a few steps closer.
To recap: week two was a disaster for me; mentally – I was very negative, emotionally – I was riding a rollercoaster and physically – well, only one pound was lost (amazed that I even lost that!). A tremendous high followed by a disastrous low, as extreme as those two weeks were, week three was neither. Although the meal plans are incredible (both in taste and nutrients), I began to take what I was learning about portion sizing and nutritional content to create some of my own meals. Workouts were done for part of the week – they felt great yet did not provide the high I experienced within the first week. Stepping back on the scale, I was shocked and encouraged to discover further loss. What contributed to my success this week? I would have to say it’s “the little things” – portion sizing – the size of my stomach is not directly related to the size of my appetite, I am not a human garbage can – I do not need to finish my boys’ drinks, snacks and meals, water is my friend – it keeps me from drinking my calories and eating a real breakfast allows for quality bonding time with my children.