The Day Before I Go Insane!!

Note: This post was actually written yesterday. I couldn't post it because up until this point, I didn't have an actual blog. But, here it is...

So, it’s the day before I officially start Insanity!! I’m super pumped and super nervous. I’m assuming that these thoughts are legitimate though considering that many people don’t usually consciously “sign up” for an a$$ kicking. (I don’t typically use these words, but “Butt whoopin’” and “Tushy Beating” don’t quite have the same ring to them. Plus, I‘ve heard this particular phrase from a friend who has seen just how insane it is.) Still, I’m excited and ready to shed the last 45 pounds.

Before I actually start releasing the thoughts that I’ve got all bottled up.  I suppose I owe my readers (hopefully there will be some) an explanation as to why I wanted to start this blog. First, it’s sort of a way to document my accomplishments, frustrations, and thoughts regarding the last leg of my “Healthier Me” journey. Second, I want those of you who have a desire to get healthier to be encouraged. I know, before even starting this last section, that it is going to be tough; mentally and physically, but it is possible. Third, I really enjoy pulling the ideas/thoughts/what have you from my mind and putting them on paper, or in this case, a computer screen. I hope you enjoy!

Back Story:

In March of 2011, when I was transformed from Sherri Sehorn to Sherri Pate, I weighed about 236 pounds. (Gasp!) Not my proudest moment, but you have to start somewhere in order to go somewhere, right? Anyway, yeah, 236, thinking I wasn’t “that bad,” realizing that my pictures had two chins but not caring. I was very apathetic to the way I treated myself. Not something I would advise because it gets you nowhere, except, in my case, fatter.

Later that year, I went through a rough emotional spell for about two and one-half months. In that time, I lost 21 pounds because of lack of food. (Which is not good either. Losing weight by not eating enough starves the body for essential nutrients and in most cases, all that weight is gained back plus some.) During this time, however, there was a barbeque at the park, hosted by my church, and though very sad, I agreed to attend. I got in line to nit-pick at the food supplied and saw this person in front of me who I didn’t recognize. He was taller than me by maybe half a foot (I didn’t look that closely), had short hair and was medium build for a male, if not down-right thin. He turned around and shocked the caboodles out of me because it was my friend’s (mentioned above) son!! (He used to be heavier by about 40 pounds or so. Once again, I had never looked that closely.)That’s when I started thinking about my own need to lose weight.

By the end of that night, I found out that he had used P90X to achieve such fantastic results. Crap! How was I going to get the money to purchase that system? What was it even? As my situation slowly turned into a miracle, I kept hearing more and more about this P90X. Gosh, I really wanted to do something to change myself for the better. But how?

November rolled around, my situation became that miracle and I still wanted to do something to change myself. Those desires turned into future “maybes” throughout the remainder of the year only because I was tempted with food that I now know is only good in moderation. I was determined to do something to change myself starting 2012. And I did.

Results:

I went through 90 days of intense physical activity (6 days out of the week), not skipping any workouts and trying not to modify unless I absolutely HAD to. Dropped down to 184. So, 27 pounds in 90 days. Not too shabby. Even before those 90 days were up, I was feeling better, looking better, had a very noticeable difference in clothing sizes and was more confident in my day to day activities. All in all, P90X was totally worth every minute that I spent sweating, doing ridiculous yoga positions, and trying to maintain the Superman-Banana.

Since those 90 days ended (April 5^th 2012) I’ve tried to complete another round of P90X. I blame my failure to maintain it this time because of our new living environment. My husband and I moved on April 12^th and ever since, I’ve not been able to do a week of Round 2 without skipping a day or two or three. (Shame on me.) Mostly, I blame my lack of willingness to get my mind in the right direction. Still, I’ve lost another 8 pounds, which brings me to 176. My goal is 130 and I am confident that with Insanity, I will be even closer (or there!).

Signing Out,

It’s Possible!!