Time has a way of getting away from us.
MFH (My Favorite Husband) and I moved to Mississippi, October of 2009. Most of you know that at that time, I weighed 275 lbs and was on Oxygen 24/7. It was a difficult time for us as MFH was concerned about my health. He truly was afraid that I would be gone within the next 5 years.
So, what changed all that!?
Well, a new Dr that I found in Mississippi changed that. This guy is great! He thought I was on waaaayyyy too much medication and began the process of weaning me off of the majority of the 13 meds that I was on when we made the move from Colorado to Mississippi.
I was thrilled! I’m not much of a fan of taking a boatload of meds so this plan had my wholehearted approval.
There was a little hiccup along the road. We didn’t keep a very close eye on my blood levels for a certain medication and I went toxic. It was a pretty close call there for a while. I forgot how to eat. I didn’t know who MFH was…I still thought he was pretty cute and awful nice as he took care of me. I saw pics of my kids as toddlers on the walls and thought, “Cute kids! I wonder whose they are?” Long story short: I was a mess.
After about three weeks of this, I started coming out of that “fog” only to discover that I had lost 30 pounds! I was aware enough to think, “Cool Beans!” and decided to try to keep up with the loss.
I started water aerobics and a mish-mash of lifting. After doing that for about a year, I switched gyms and started primarily lifting. At this point I had lost close to 90 pounds.
My sister then contacted me to do the C25K program with her. I figured that having done water aerobics and some lifting that I was in pretty good shape and that this would be a cake walk.
I was soooooo wrong!
Holy Cow! That was hard work!!!
A promise is a promise and I stuck with that C25K program. Over the course of C25K, I dropped another 20 pounds. Sweet! I also got hooked on running! Even sweeter!!! I stuck with running entering more races and increasing my distances.
I had lost a lot of weight by this point and was feeling pretty good. I had run 2 Half Marathon by now and was looking to train for my first full. MFH had stuck with me every step of the way. That guy is the best, I tell you!!!
So, why am I telling you all of this!?!
Well, FB has this thing it’s doing now where you can see what you posted 1, 2 and three years ago on a specific date. On a whim, I clicked on my “memories” from two years ago. I was astounded!!! There was a pic of MFH and I at running group. I distinctly remember that day.
We were running north on South Montgomery and we had just passed a fortuitously placed porta-potty (new house construction) and were heading off again. I was still wearing Asics shoes and they were killing my feet. It wasn’t too much longer before I would start to experiment with different running shoes. I remember those running shorts. I LOVED those shorts!!! It wasn’t too long ago that I got rid of them. I can’t keep them up anymore. That horrible black shirt has been long gone.
But…time…
When that pic was taken, I was confident in my weight loss. At that time I was weighing in at around 160(ish) pounds (remember when we moved I was at 275). To be honest, I wasn’t trying to lose any more weight! My loss was easy to maintain and I was happy where I was.
The more I ran, the more the pounds continued to trickle away. I quit keeping track of how much I had lost (for the most part). I mean, I KNOW in my head how much I’ve lost but last night’s pic SHOWED me how much more I’ve lost.
In my mind, I’ve always looked the same. No difference whatsoever. That pic, though, told me a different story. I’m just going to share the pic from two years ago and then a race pic from this past March (two months ago). I’ll let the pics tell the rest of the story.
