The good thing about having gained thirty lbs over the last ten years is that I now have sexy, shapely, well proportioned legs.
No, seriously! For most of my life I have been a skinny Minnie – tall and awkward, all arms and legs. And I don’t mean super model, trendy skinny (if there is such a thing), just skinny. Fast forward ten years and two kids later, and quickly approaching forty, I have gained some much needed curves, but a little too much chubby spots for my liking.
I was mostly feeling pretty good about my changing body. I’m getting older and it’s to be expected that a lot of us will most likely get a little thicker as the years add up. I’m okay with this. What I am not okay with is being extremely out of shape and run down. I think I am far too young to be panting up a few flights of stairs and avoiding physically strenuous activities with my kids because my body can’t handle it. Just a couple of years ago, I climbed all 1176 steps of stairs of the CN Tower you see in the distance of this photo:
Right now, I don’t think I would make it halfway without keeling over.
I realized how out of shape I am when we were on vacation in Costa Rica. Sure, I spent most of my time lying around on the white sand beaches, but there were a few things I found that I couldn’t keep up with while on outings with my husband and kids. Hiking, any kind of climbing, and even horse back riding were activities that quite literally wiped me out and took me days to fully recover.
This is coming from a woman who used to easily bike across the city and break out into just a little bit of a sweat.
So, in an effort to nurture my Plan de Vida, I have made a new friend. Her name is Jenny, last name Craig. I was skeptical at first. I’m generally not into frozen, packaged foods, but I know myself and I knew that in order to drop the weight I would need something structured and easy to follow. I can eat as much fresh vegetables as I want along with the prepared food. I started about a month ago and so far it’s going great. Soon, I’ll be ready to start preparing my own meals which I am excited about.
I want to live a long, healthy and happy life. I want to be like those eighty year old grandmothers I saw biking with ease on the dirt roads in rural Costa Rica. Losing the extra weight is my first step in getting healthy, and four weeks into it, I am feeling a difference.
It’s quite cold and icy up here right now, so I’m not getting out as much to go for my walks and to take pictures. But come spring, I will be carrying thirty pounds less and I will be doing more biking and brisk walking on those lakeshore trails. It’s a habit I intend on keeping when I am old and gray and surrounded by grandkids.
And dammit, I’m gonna have fabulous, sexy and shapely legs when I do it.