What Strength!?

Proverbs 24:10

If you falter in a time of trouble, how small is your strength!

I guess it hit me when I looked up and realized that I was no longer the 130 lbs. bombshell I thought I was. The mind is truly a very dangerous thing. I have gone from wearing a size 0 to a fit confident size 6/8 to this thick apple shaped too comfortable to be true size 14/16 (well that’s depending on the designer). Don’t get me wrong I follow a lot of the curvy girl blogs out there in order to embrace my new size but id be lying if I said that was the best thing for me.

By the way I’m not attaching too much value to the fashion industry and their size charts because we all know that is a scam tied to money. But I digress…

The point I’m trying to make is that I was not exactly thrilled at the super skinny size 0 label when I was there. All I lived for was getting more curves and looking my age, instead of looking like a tomboy with DD bra size.  And the only way I knew this could happen was to indulge and that was the beginning of my food addiction. I’m talking Lays Potato Chips and Sprite for breakfast was my norm. Driving through fast food restaurants and Chinese food made me think I’d get where I was going to get that Banger Video Vixen Body.

All that bad habit did give me more curves the only problems were that I did not exercise to define the curves and I got that goal weight and kept on going.

Around 2007/2008 I had this epiphany that the only way for me to get all the things I was seeking in life that I had no control of, I had to focus on something I could control: My Weight. So I did.

I started by going to Houston’s Memorial Park because well there is strength in numbers. Watching drones of people take fitness so seriously motivated me. I’d see people go around the 3-mile trail 2 or 3 times and that gave me something to work towards. I went from power walking it to jogging one light pole and walking two and so on till I built my endurance to jogging 20 minutes straight and I started to see results, I was confident enough to take what I had fostered anywhere.

So I got in my car and measure the distance of 1.5 miles from my apartment complex and it was smack dab at the Beltway Highway. Everyday after work I’d suit up with music in my ear and walk 1 light pole and run two from my complex to the freeway and back. When summer came I bought a bicycle to alternate the running. Some days I’d run the 3 miles and on other days I’d bike 6 miles. I took a swimming class and threw in swimming in shallow pools after each daily exercise. I was wonder woman.

All that went down hill when I faced tribulation that knocked the wind right out of me.

Have you ever fainted in the face of adversity? Ever been so overwhelmed with trials and sufferings that you just wanted to quit? I think we all have. This is my weight loss journey from grass to grace to grass and now I’m on my way back to grace. Check out my next post to see how I continue my journey.

Lots of Hugs & Kisses XOXO
 -The Fit Me