My New Year’s Resolution included moving more, not losing weight or getting healthy. But they all go hand-in-hand (kind of neat how that happens, huh?)
I’ll be posting every Monday on my journey the previous week as part of the Mamavation Mondays – a group of women who support each other in their healthy journeys. It’s not about losing weight (although that’s part of it). It’s about taking care of ourselves as women so that we can take care of others in our lives – be them husbands, children, or friends. Support is key in any endeavour as it helps get you through the rough times and gives you a cheering section to celebrate your successes – no matter how small they might seem to the general population.
I’ll be bringing over a lot of blog posts from Spark People – no sense in doing double the work, right? But I’ll give you a brief run-down on my weight loss journey in the past:
January 1, 2007 begins my journey of seriously buckling down and taking steps to make a healthy lifestyle change.
Through the course of the year, I lost 40 pounds. Then, I went to VA to visit friends and family. One day turned into a bad week. A bad week turned into a bad month. Long story short, I’ve gained back 20 of those original 40 lbs lost. Truth to tell, I can stand to lose 30 to be at a healthy weight – 40 to be at a comfortable weight. I have a long way to go.
The reason why I chose MOVE MORE as one of my New Year’s resolutions (goals, whatever) was because I felt it was the one area that I was lacking – the one piece of the puzzle that I’ve never quite mastered. While I struggle with drinking water, I can do it. Not going back for seconds – yeah, I got that mastered (when I put my mind to it). But moving was one thing I always struggled with – so it’s the one thing I’m focusing on this year.
MOVE does not mean exercise in my book. Sure, I love Tae Bo and enjoy walking (I would really like to work up to running). But another aspect of moving for me is just getting up off my duff and MOVING. Playing racquetball with a friend, playing with the kids on the beach, taking a walk with the kids, taking a walk with The Man Beast (TMB). Just MOVING.
Because my goals aren’t a diet. They aren’t an exercise program. Those, in my mind, mean short-term actions. I want a long-term action. And not only that – I don’t want to have to think about it. I want it to become who I am. I want it to become so automatic that I’m not thinking, “I need to take my walk now”, “I need to drink 32 more oz of water to get my daily allotment in”, “I only have 250 more calories left – what can I eat?” My mind doesn’t work that way. I become obsessed.
I don’t want to be obsessed. I want to live.
For all my Mamavation followers out there, be sure to check back each week to see my progress. You are my accountability – at least publically. I know that I’m accountable to myself on this side of the screen.
Until next time…