If you follow this blog on Facebook you already know that I decided to end my juice fast on Monday night after my yoga class. My body was screaming at me that it was time. You will also so know that on Sunday I accomplished something that I had been quietly working on for a few months. I successfully did Crow Pose. This means that I balanced all my weight on my hands in a yoga pose. I only did it for a short time but I repeated it 3 times and each time felt more confident and stronger. This is what all that I have been doing recently in regards to my eating and exercise is all about, being stronger, listening to my body and accomplishing things I didn’t think I could do. It’s not about the numbers.
Because I sew my own clothes, I know my body measurements. But I rarely weight myself. Because numbers on the scale lie. I have proof of that now. Since starting my fast I went from the neighborhood of 200-203# (depending on the time of day I weighed myself, etc.) Today I weigh 195#. That five to eight pounds shouldn’t make that big a difference. But everything else that I’ve been doing sure makes a difference. Just take a look:
The photo on the left is me with the girls in Florida back in July. Today I put on the same pants and a similar T-shirt (can’t find that one, shame I really like it…) and took another picture.
My big bloated ugly belly is almost gone. I assure you that yes, I am standing up straighter in today’s picture but I am not sucking in my gut. The improved posture is a result of yoga. The belly is a result of juicing, walking, and yoga. I haven’t had alcohol, sugar, red meat, caffeine or artificial sweeteners in 2 weeks. I sleep better and have way more energy than I’ve had in years.
I’ve really come a long way in almost a year. I didn’t set out with any grand goals to change my life. Last spring I was feeling physically really terrible. I didn’t let on to many people just how awful I felt but it was apparent to many. I even went as far to worry that I had Chronic Fatigue or Fibromyalgia because I hurt all the time and many days it was all I could do to get out of bed. Some mornings the idea of walking upstairs almost brought me to tears because my knees hurt so bad. When it came time to prepare for Sarah’s graduation open house I was miserable because I didn’t feel like I could physically do all that I wanted to do. I managed, I had a lot of help, and in typically form, I pushed myself past my limits.
As a result of my physical pain and exhaustion, I was a miserable person emotionally too. I look back now and see how nasty, cynical, and unlovable I really was and I don’t blame any of my friends and family members for distancing themselves from me. I ate myself up worrying privately about getting a divorce. I even got to the point of thinking that maybe that would solve my problems because I thought Steve was the problem. If he just understood me better and helped me more I’d be happier. Ha! The bullshit we delude ourselves with sometimes! I all but cut him out with all my anger and pain. No wonder he didn’t want to help me or be with me. My children all but hid away from me because I would rather drink and smoke and behave like an immature teenager with my friends than be a good mother. They also saw and felt the problems between Steve and I and were astute enough to see that it was my fault and that rightly made them resent me and act out against me.
Of course this all came to a head when I had my breakdown/epiphany in August and then things started to change for the good. I’m taking care of me and the rest has followed. Those I love and are important to me have seen the positive changes and have opened themselves back up to me. I now feel like Steve does understand me better and has helped me in so many ways I can’t begin to count them. I can relax and enjoy myself and the people around me again. I have the energy to live the life I want to live and that I feel I was put here to live. It hasn’t all been roses and sunshine. I screwed up and lost someone along the way who was important to me and who I thought would want to join me on this journey. I had to cut another person completely out of my life who was holding me back and filling my world with negativity and judgment. Those were tough moments and I still think about them often and wonder if I could’ve done things different to have avoided the pain. But then I realize that this is the lesson and regrets are wasted energy.
So even if so far I’ve only clocked 5# lost on the scale, I feel tons lighter overall. And to me, that’s what counts.