One thing I love (and hate ... mostly hate) about life is that you really can't plan for the future. You can have an idea of what you want it to look like, but saying that you'll do something through a step by step process is rather difficult. For me, this summer was all about gaining a sense of control again. But, I didn't exactly achieve all the goals I set when I started this blog.
- I told you I would reveal my results on Labor Day. 18 days later, I am.
- I told you I was going to achieve a certain goal weight. I didn't get there.
But here's the great thing. I feel settled in my life again. When my grandpa died last year, nothing felt right. I let my bad habits and dark emotions get the best of me. Now, I am not trying to say that you shouldn't be sad sometimes or that you shouldn't just sit all day and indulge in some chocolate. What I am saying is that I was letting myself feel sad and be lazy all the time because I thought it was "just the way I deal with grief and change". I thought it was healthy because I was allowing myself to wallow. But in all reality, I was just trying to tune out life. I let go of healthy routines that would have helped my through this tough time because my life had forever changed and I didn't want to pretend that it was the same.
To be really honest, this summer has been so much more about the journey rather than the destination. I have learned more about myself and uncovered more strength than I ever thought possible when I posted my first entry in June. So here's what I learned:
- When I am grieving or sad, it becomes even more necessary for me to reflect and literally write down what I am feeling. I explode into a ball of tears at random moments if I don't.
- Running is NOT the best therapy for me. Sometimes, it just makes me angry. Yoga, on the other hand, makes me feel strong and confident.
- Eating junk food is just an act of reliving old memories that represent a very fun time in my life. In all reality, it doesn't make me feel better. And, I really don't like that sick feeling after a sugar rush. Because I actually notice it now.
- Sitting all day makes my body hurt.
- Using a fitbit ignites my competitive soul every day and reminds me to keep moving.
- Moving every day, eating right, isn't just about a number on a scale or looking a certain way. It's about feeling settled in your own skin. It's about having pride in yourself. It's about feeling free.
The actual number result?
Okay, okay...
If you really want to know, I lost about 7 pounds this summer.
My clothes fit better. And I can breathe when I run again.
I weigh 160 pounds today.
And I am looking forward to the beautiful future ahead.
I'll probably keep posting on this site to keep talking about how I am feeling. I have really enjoyed this self portrait project too and look forward to doing new projects. Feel free to check back in every once in a while.
Thanks for being a part of the journey.












