We had a special kind of fun this Christmas! Check this out!
So, after I lost a good portion of my menopause weight, my husband decided to give it a try.
He’s been overweight just about all his life. He’s tried a lot of things over the years, but nothing really worked long enough to make much difference and, as he got older, he had some trouble doing a lot of the exercises that had at least helped him when he was young.
I helped him to lose 56 pounds! Doesn’t he look fabulous?! I’ve known him for 39 years (since college) and this is the first time I’ve EVER seen him this thin!!!
So, we decided to have some fun on Christmas Day and recreated a picture of him from many years ago! (Last picture) 🥰
We gave ourselves the gift of health and fitness this Christmas. 🎄Our blood pressure is down and we have more energy. (Yes, even chronic illness me!)
As is fitting for the end of 2020, I’m going out of this crazy year in true Life Beyond Surviving/JoJoisms style. So, here’s a funny story to help you ring in the new year:
Covid19 has added several terms we’d probably prefer never to hear again. However, as I read through some posts the other day, I realized that several of them could be related to weight loss and it would make for a funny story.
Since I lost 33 lbs during this pandemic, I thought I’d found a creative way to tell my story, but Facebook only showed it to like 12 people. So, I’m sharing it elsewhere including here on my blog. Have a giggle on me!
A Pandemic Weight Loss Story
It was March of 2020. I’d been sheltering in place for several years at that point due to an outbreak of chronic illness. I had experienced an epidemic of weight gain since the underlying condition of menopause and it had spread to just about every part of me. The transmission rate was alarming and I was very antibody!
I remember sheltering in place during the incubation period when I happened to look in the mirror and just about needed a ventilator! It was then that I made a decision that it was essential, even while safe at home, to flatten the curve!
“We’re all in this together!” I declared to my community spread! For several months, I was in close contact with my health coach as I quarantined my unhealthy weight until my thighs began social distancing.
My symptoms have steadily decreased, my energy has improved and I’ve lived happily thin ever after!
I never thought I would EVER say this again, but I’m a size 2! Two! I haven’t been able to fit my hind quarters into a size 2 since before I was pregnant with my son – 21 years ago!!!
I only have one pair of pants that fit well enough for me to be seen in public and they are the size 4s I was wearing in my after picture that I posted a a few blog posts ago.
My dh decided to buy me a new pair of jeans and asked what size I am now. I said 4, but then I remembered that I had to take the waist in quite a bit after having lost 33 lbs. So, I tried on a few of the size 4s that I had cut into long shorts several yrs ago and they were too BIG!
I had been wearing them just before it got cooler earlier this year and they fit then! But I’m now 114 pounds and they are too big!
I’ve been telling everyone that I went from a size 8 to a size 4. But I’m actually a size 2! Do you know how hard it is to find a size 2 petite? It’s wonderfully difficult!!! 💜💜💜💜🥰
When we’re going through something difficult, we often don’t see much progress. We don’t feel God near us or we don’t see an answer to prayer. Most of you, like me, have lived with chronic issues for a lifetime. My fatigue started when I was a child. I could never understand how other teens and pre teens had the energy to run around and even do chores.
As we go through difficulty, we get used to dealing with it as best we can. That’s good, but it’s just as often, bad. What I mean is, we get so used to being fatigued, to not being able to take a shower without having to rest, that we don’t even consider that anything could change and we may not even notice when it does!
Case in point, my weight loss journey. For those who are just joining me, here’s the background to get you up to speed:
I’ve been packing on the pounds for over twenty years. After delivering my son at the ripe old mom age of 37, I was thrust into peri menopause. It was both frustrating and frustrating.
What I mean is, it was frustrating because I was slowly adding poundage. I was a different kind of frustrated because that’s when the Hellish Hot Flashes started. I was all kinds of frustrated that my doctors (plural) would NOT believe I was actually IN peri menopause! And I was frustrated because no matter what I did, what I didn’t eat, how hard I tried to exercise, and how hard I tried, I just kept gaining!
After the hysterectomy four years ago, my weight gain took on Olympic proportions! I was now a whopping 152 pounds! That might not sound like a lot to YOU, but if you consider my stature or lack there of, is only 5′ nuthin’, it was quite astounding.
It took me 21 years to add the weight and I really had no idea how bad I looked til one day I got a glimpse of myself in the mirror. How could I be gaining all those years so much weight and having it make THAT much of a difference…and I not NOTICE??? It happened while I wasn’t really looking. A little at a time. Then, one day, I saw it and BAM!
So, I found my health coach and Mary and I got to work. I began losing weight but just a wee bit at a time so…I didn’t notice. My husband kept telling me that I was looking great, but when I looked in the mirror I still saw a fat me. Until…one day…
It was interesting to me how it went both ways, but that’s not the end of the story. While I was trying to lose the last five pounds of my menopause weight, I was pretty frustrated that my thighs and upper arms still had wagging rights.
However, as I was contemplating the pain level of squats and modified pushups, something amazing happened! My thighs were discovered social distancing! Yes! While I wasn’t looking, my thighs actually responded to…
I’ve been exercise intolerant for about 58 years, the sum total of my life here on Earth ever since the space stork dropped me off here. How could it be that I was FINALLY able to do some that actually worked? Answer? I dunno. I think it was just the combination of the incredible job Mary did with my weight loss that allowed me to have enough energy to actually DO any exercise and my husband’s suggestion that I try squats and modified pushups.
I’m both proud and ecstatic to announce that my thighs (and even my calves) are thinner than they have been since I can remember! I’m still experiencing more energy and fewer/less severe flares since my 31 pound weight loss. Meanwhile, I’m working on my upper arms and turkey waggle neck. Film at 11!
What I’d like you to take away is how many times we are actually MAKING progress, but not actually SEEING it. God works that way sometimes. Sometimes we are working hard at what we feel God has asked us to do, but we are not seeing the fruits of our labor. Sometimes we are doing something that WILL have a positive effect on our health, but we don’t see any progress.
Sometimes, we just have to keep looking before we can see it.