Okay. I'm not going to lie, I've honestly been struggling. I've been struggling getting used to work and my new more random schedules, trying to find my own grooves around the house all on my own, and just with missing Greg in general, especially this time of year.
It's been an awfully long time since I've bothered to update this thing. I don't know if anyone is even bothering to check this anymore. But whatever.
I've been learning a lot during this time out here and finding new niches and new ways to do things. I'm finding this apartment to feel more like home and less like I'm house sitting (a very, very long stint of house sitting). I'm getting routines down. I'm back into running.
There's this picture. It's a really terrible picture. Greg actually knows it as "The Terrible Picture". It's not because the person who took it did a terrible job or got a terrible shot, it's actually a cute picture in general. It's terrible because of how incredibly bad I looked in it. It's so terrible that even though it is of Greg and I, when it came to my bridal/scrap booking shower, I hid it so that it wouldn't end up in the scrapbook. It was taken in the summer of 2006 on the very last day that Greg was in Michigan before going to boot camp. In fact, Tiffany, Dustin and I drove to the hotel he was at around midnight so that we could see him and say goodbye to him. In that picture Greg weighed about 145lb. In that picture I weighed at least 280 (more than likely much more!). It was taken at the highest weight in my life. At the time, I hated scales and refused to bother with stepping on one because I didn't care to know how much my weight had gone up. The reason I guess at least 280 is because 3 months after that picture I weighed myself and I weighed in at 277. By then I had already been exercising for over a month, and if anyone's ever gone through that weight loss battle, you'll know that especially if you're extremely over weight, you'll lose a good amount of weight pretty quickly when you start getting into shape. So in that picture - I weighed about double (if not more than double) what Greg did. Seriously! There was the equivalent of 3 Greg's in that picture! How crazy is that. I'm not going to post that picture. It's too terrible. It's so embarrassing to me that I ever let myself go so much. I want to pretend that picture and any others from that time don't exist! Just so bad.
When I graduated HS I weighed about 235. At one time I started running and I was doing pretty good. I had lost about 15 lbs, but I couldn't seem to break below the 220 mark no matter what I did. Then I was injured and had to stop running for quite a while. And then life happens and you start to ignore yourself more and more. That's when I hit my terrible mark of at least 280. After I hit that and realized how terrible I looked and felt and how much I had let myself go. I started exercising on and off and slowly lost quite a bit of weight. By the time Greg and I married in December 2007 I was back down - I weighed about 230 when we married. After moving out here and trying to adjust to the altitude and the hills and new life and trying to find new running routes, my weight fluctuated between 235 and 227.
After Greg deployed I started hitting the road (and probably more often the treadmill) regularly. I got down to about 222 - 221 and there I was again. I was back staring in the face of the infamous 220. I was really beginning to wonder if I was ever going to break that mark. I had been at about 221 for a full month. Then I jumped on the scale last Monday morning, and I had to get back off and try again. I seriously didn't believe what it said - 218.5lbs. Um, what? I figured it must be a fluke. Maybe I was just dehydrated. So I ate regularly (honestly maybe a little worse than normal) and hydrated as best as I could. When I got up and weighed myself on Tuesday morning, I gave the scale the same confused look and a second try. Tuesday morning the scale said 218.0! Haha! I think it's safe to say that I've officially broken the 220 mark! Sweet!!!! I currently weigh the least that I have during my entire adult life! How awesome is that?! Only new progress to make, new uncharted areas to discover! Let's see what God designed this body to really do! I'm so excited to continue to see progress and really discover the full abilities of this body that God has blessed me with and designed for me.
Tiffany - we're still on for our race to our goal weight, even through the holidays! If you read this don't let this intimidate you, let it motivate you! I may be half way there by already having an excercise plan going. But you're still in the lead. I bet you can beat me still! If I tie you before we get to our goal weight, we may have to raise the stakes a bit in this race.
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