I do not know how anyone else's forced home staycation has been going this year but I've gained some weight. Not anything I am proud of AT ALL. At the beginning of the year I was doing great and I was on track to be the same weight as two years ago. My husband and I got into a great routine at home we would go for a morning run then workout and get the rest of our day going. It was the most productive we had both felt in awhile and grew to love staying at home. In late July I was called to go back to work however, there had been some restructuring and I had gotten the promotion I was always wanted but without the raise I always dreamed of. I didn't want to lose my job and I wasn't in a position to negotiate as I knew I was one of the more fortunate ones to even be called back. As I adjusted to work and all of the new safety protocols our early morning routine left the chat. Once we tried to get back on the bandwagon in early September the mornings were too dark and running along the beach was no longer an option as it had become a safety issue with the homeless population growing in Los Angeles. Our lives changed completely and what we once knew as our routine became unrecognizable.
All I wanted to do when I got home was relax and forget about the stress of work. Cooking and cleaning became so overwhelming some days that we ended up eating out most days of the week, watching a show on the television. I was no longer living my life but watching it go by. As my depression and anxiety grew along with the numbers on the scale growing. It got to a point where I was not the heaviest I had been but for whatever reason my body gave up and I got stretch marks on my lower belly. I mourned this for weeks, and I still tear up thinking about it. I bought all of the creams that were claiming to be miracle stretch mark removers. All of my friends and family thought it was so silly of me to be so upset over stretch marks. But it was my body and I never thought I would have stretch marks on my belly when I wasn't even pregnant or that heavy. My mind couldn't make sense of it and I gave up completely. No drive to follow my dreams of social media, no drive to exercise, eat clean, or even clean my home.
For reference since one of my pet peeves is when people don't give stats, I am 5'5 or 5'6 on a good day. The lightest I've been in my adult life was between 18-21 I weighed between 110-115 (furry vest+ gold outfit) for the most part I didn't follow a diet but I was very active in dance classes and would go to the gym at least three times a week. I had been vegetarian with very few exceptions. I gained a few pounds in my junior year of university when I went Vegan, I really didn't have any proper guidance and instead of eating whole nutrient rich foods I would opt out to eat a bag of chips or baked goods, the bad stuff. I probably weighed between 130-140 (purple jacket + white pants) when I got married at 21. I wasn't fat but I was starting to notice a little puff around my belly and inner thighs. Over the next year I would gain 30 pounds. You read that right. I gained a lot of weight due to being inactive, depression, birth control, overeating. I stayed or fluctuated between 170-180 (Hollywood Sign) for the next few years until now. I will say however I got down to 155 in 2018. I was so proud and so happy. The heaviest I ever weighed myself was 187. I currently weigh 173. When I was exercising earlier this year I got down to 167. I have hopes of getting to160 before the year ends, and then to 135 for my birthday in March. My ultimate goal would be 125.
This year my husband and I just kept going through the motions of life. It wasn't until this past month that I have decided to do something about it. Not just my weight but my life. I want to be the main character in my life. I want to feel pretty again, I want to be comfortable in my own skin again. My sister in law had done 21 day fix before and got in shape using it and asked me to do it with her again. So this will be the beginning of a long journey for me and I will let you know if it worked, if it didn't, or if I failed. Either way I chose to start during the holidays and during a pandemic but what the heck? I've got nothing left to lose.
Below, I have linked the portion containers I will be using and a few guides on what I am doing. I am not expert on this and will be learning as I go but you are welcome to join and see where we end up!
Xoxo,
Ivon Auriemma
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