For about the past year to year and a half I have been the healthiest I have ever been. Not the smallest or thinnest, but the healthiest.
I turn 42 in one month and I feel amazing. And I think I look pretty good, too. I know that’s not what it is all about. It’s about being and feeling healthy. But I’ll be honest, it feels good to look good.
I work hard at being healthy. At times it is easy. And other times it’s so so difficult.
But I haven’t always looked the way I look now.
When I was younger I was considered skinny. (I seriously hate that word and all that it implies.)
I could basically eat and drink anything I wanted and not gain weight.
Then I turned 25. I had a sedentary job. I worked second shift and ate a lot of my meals at my desk, which weren’t actually healthy and usually came in some sort of wrapper (as in fast food).
Over a seven year period I gained 30 pounds.
I hated shopping for clothes. I lacked confidence. It was difficult to go on hikes with friends.
One day a friend and co-worker asked me … Continue reading