Day 161 - Fat to Fit Link Up - My Story

Good Afternoon Blogland, how is everyone doing??? It's Friday - yay!  Except that means tomorrow at this time I will hopefully have run my whole 5K - puke puke puke - so nervous, my stomach has been dancing all day - Im going to be a hot mess tomorrow morning :/ Oh well, thank god my husband will be there with his enduring support - which brings me to my link up for the day - PS - I do link ups because they are fun and give me an idea about what I want to write for the day - they might be annoying to some, but to me - I started out doing link ups and I will keep them going :)

Today I am linking up with the beautiful Ms. Marcy from The Mustache Diaries for:

This morning I was reading my reader (RIP reader) and came across Ms. Leigh Ann's guest post for Ms. Holly while she is away pumping iron with the fit twins...In her post, Leigh Ann talked about the yo-yo dieting and always quitting around 20 pounds, and it got me to think about my own journey.

This weight loss is the second time I can remember losing a significant amount of weight.  As of today I am down 28 lbs baby :)

I have lost close to this amount of weight before - I believe it was when I was turning 25 - I remember something about 25 by 25...back when I was 25...I was a very different person.  I am 31 now and finally ready to do this for me...back story...I was in a seriously toxic relationship from 18 to 26.  It was during that time period that I lost weight for the first time.  I hopped on the treadmill one day and decided to run and from there I lost weight.  I was eating Lean Cuisines and processed junk.  My confidence level never really changed because I wasnt doing it for me.  Then, we broke up and I lost a little bit of weight and met my husband at 162ish.  That is the lowest weight I have been since being with him.  I cant call my weight gain baby weight because she is 3 years old.  What I can call it is a lack of confidence and belief in my abilities.  Why am I changing now, finally?  I trust my life.  I trust my husband.  His unwavering support constantly humbles me.  I trust that he will love me at any size, because he has.  I trust that he isnt going anywhere.  I trust myself, finally, to make the right choices.  I am beginning to believe in myself again and that is the most powerful thing of all.  I know this is a journey and it wont happen over night, but learning more about myself sure is pretty awesome.  OK, enough of that :) 

- Do you want to hear something pretty cool?  Last night my husband wanted fast food and was already home.  I offered to get it for him, really putting my will power to the test.  Not only did I not want anything, but the smells in the car made me want to puke.  I congratulated myself by giving myself a tiny treat - a small diet coke - ha - I am desperately trying to quit that poison and it's hard, but I am only having about 1 every week...that's serious progress - Diet Mt. Dew - RIP baby :)

Ok, that's it for me - wish me luck on the 5K :)