Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Day#245: I might be cursed...or blessed, can't decide.

I'm beginning to think I'm cursed or something... was told today at the start of my personal training session with Tyler, that he's being transferred and that this will be his last week working at my gym location. :(

GOSH DARN IT!!! I can't seem to keep a trainer past the 4 month mark. I'm so sad to be loosing Tyler as my trainer. He really pushed me hard and encouraged me even harder. I guess I just have to keep hoping that the next one ends up being just what I need to move further toward success as well.


I can't help it. I get attached to these peeps. Kendra, Tyler... WHY?!?! (sniff sniff...)


Was introduced to the guy who is taking over most of Tyler's clients... yup, me to. His name is Thomas. He seems nice enough; I mean what can you really gauge from a person when they're watching you work out; sweating and grunting... (making the best first impression I'm sure). My first session with him will be November 2nd. Crossing my fingers and praying that this is what I need. Who knows, maybe this is divine intervention - making sure i'm not comfortable with my trainer, keeping me pushing myself and proving myself. Sneaky how god does things like that in my life. It's like he knows me or something!?


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Having had a very poor track record with doctors my whole life, don't even get me started on Endocrinologists.... Yeishh... I had a three month follow up appointment just this Monday with my doctor. Here are some numbers that may not mean anything so some peeps out there but make me feel really good about my progress.

97 - This is what my glucose levels are sitting at currently.


I have Diabetes. I was diagnosed a little over two years ago (have I admitted that on the blog before? I'm not sure I have.) It feels ugly and gross even to say. Probably because I've been avoiding it, ignoring it, and trying to pretend that it's not a problem for so long. All I really feel about it now is Shame! I thought as long as nobody knows, I can pretend. I can try and fight this thing all on my own. Stupid self-harming lies. It didn't do me any good.


Happily, I'm doing so much better now!


Right before my mom passed away. Back when I fist attempted to get control of this just months after mom died my glucose level was riding at 260! Dangerous, and scary aren't even adept at describing how that number made me feel - terrible, and hopeless would be closer descriptors.


To have taken control of my health and to have made such a huge amount of progress from 260 down to 97 is a miracle really. I feel like it is... (for perspective, most healthy people ride glucose levels between 90-100 that's considered healthily controlled blood sugar levels.) How could someone so hopeless about my situation turn things around? Sometimes this really still catches me surprised. I think it just goes to show how I'm the biggest obstacle in my life. I just need to get out of my way - get out of the way of my own progress and I can do anything!


Other numbers that are exciting: My cholesterol is looking awesome too in case you were wondering - I know you were ;)

My insulin is looking good too.. two years ago my body couldn't regulate or create enough insulin to keep my sugar levels under control... now I'm sporting much better levels that show my pancreas is actually able to do it's job and process sugars - creating the right amount of insulin does wonders.

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I've had a few adventures these past couple weeks: Had a couple photoshoots for work last week. Got eaten alive by misquitos the second shoot. Ouch! I don't know why they like me so much, but they bite me like I'm coated in honey or something. Sigh.


Here's some pics.











(this is Ashley, I work with this wonderful lady, I'm so glad I do!)





This is one of those experiences that I'd never have considered me getting involved in, in any form. So to art direct a photoshoot all about hunting and training hunting dogs... It's one of those things that I never knew I'd appreciate until I did it. Not that we hunted while on the shoot, but the atmosphere and learning about the sport of duck hunting. It's crazy to think about.

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Home after the second photoshoot, and took off my hat, Hello long curly hair!!


(Caught myself wondering if I should cut it now or wait for my annual haircut around christmas... or see what happens if I just don't cut it. I don't ever let my hair grow much longer than this. Intriguing thought.)

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Also, took a girls day and went to Lagoon with my sister Kjarsti and my Sister-in-law Kyra a couple weeks ago... Kyra convinced me to ride the new ride "Cannibal". That thing is super scary! fun... but scary!



Got to love fun with your sisters! I know I do!

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Day#228: 50 LBS and it feels so good!

I thought the ten lbs between 30 and 40 lbs was the hardest... nope!


I'm so excited to share with you guys, my success of reaching 50 lbs. That's half way to my 100 lbs weight loss goal. AHHHHH! I can't believe it, that's so crazy!

All the hard work i've put in is paying off! It sure doesn't seem worth it some days when i'm eating like a bird or eating boring food when I'd rather be eating cheesecake. But today it feels amazing! It feels like I can do anything, even loose the next 50 lbs! One day at a time!


Awhile back I put on my cute little black dress to show off how much progress I was making, and I thought it'd be interesting to see that picture next to me in that same dress now!

Me in the black dress back in March
And me now, Here in October!

Even I looked at it and was like "HOLY CRAP? I look awesome!" **blush**

I can't thank everyone enough for how supportive they've been of my weight loss journey. Its a struggle every day and every day is it's own little battle. Some times you loose and sometimes you totally crush it! I think the number one thing I've learned is this:

There are always going to be people out there who try and bring you down, try to belittle your accomplishments by comparing you to them or others... Your success isn't dependent on anyone, measured by anyone else's success... you can do hard things and your hard things are never going to look the same to someone else or feel the same to someone else as they do to you. It's a struggle fighting for anything, particularly when it's something that you want very much.

When I started this whole thing. I walked into the gym to get a membership and the guy helping me out asked me a question. "What is it you most want out of this?" I remember breaking down, saying "I want to feel better."

Not only for my health, that was a huge factor, but also feel better about myself. I've gone through so many years hating myself for how I look, how I feel and how many times i've failed. It's true that the worst critic the most damaging voice is your own. I know that first hand.

We're told to say kind things to others, to be nice. But I don't think we remember often enough to be kind to ourselves. I'm making a personal goal to change my internal voice. To stop saying mean and hurtful things about myself and to instead replace it with "You are awesome", "You are beautiful", "You are loved", and "You can do hard things."

I'm not going to let others or my own internal voice bring me down, I'm going to fight like crazy to remember I'm worth it!

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In other news...

I don't know how, but I convinced a gaggle of coworkers old and current to join me in an after-work rock climbing adventure last Wednesday, but I did. HA!

I forgot to snap a picture of our entire group before people took off, but there were 7 of us total. Gwen, Kaiser, Brittney, and myself... pictured below, plus Parrin & Jamison and his wife.


It was a blast, I can't believe that so many people came to rock climb. I just love it! I didn't get to climb as much as I would have liked, but that's alright it was still amazing as always!

I've admitted that I freaking love rock climbing. Which is crazy because the very idea of it used to terrify me and paralyze me from going more than a foot off the ground. I'm addicted, and every time I go I feel so accomplished and so charged with confidence. Not only that it's also a work out! :) bonus.

Still looking for more friends who want to get rock climbing! wink wink... hint hint...

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Life is good! :)