2.5 yrs and 50 pounds

Periodically I am told how proud someone is of me, reminded of how far I've come.  Yesterday was one of those days, after I'd run jog/walked my first 5k.  It wasn't an official race, there were no awards for age groups, etc., but our little group did it, and we rocked! It didn't matter how long it took us, whether we ran or walked, it was the fact of doing it, of getting active.

So the fact that I accomplished 3.2 miles without dieing leaves a lot to be said for me, someone who had never been active until I hit 35.  I hated gym, I was terrible at any athletics.  I could use my asthma as an excuse and I did.  I still think it does inhibit me some but now I'm not going to let it stop me.

Two and a half years ago I started out with just walking and watching what I ate by recording my eating habits at Sparkpeople. My highest weight reached about 212 pounds in 2007.  That was how much I weighed when I was pregnant with my kids! And so after many miles of walking, jogging, and finally adding some weights and strength training after joining the gym this year, I've lost 50 pounds now.  And I'm not done.  I want to loose more and I'm going to keep trying no matter how slowly it creeps off.

For your amusement, here's a comparison photo... 2.5 years ago at my heaviest and a photo taken yesterday before the 5k run at my lowest weight in over 10 years.