This is my first blog, so we will see how this goes.
My primary goal is to be strong and confident, both mentally and physically. Of course, with many things, there is a reason that I am starting this now. I am usually a very private person, but I think that more people need real life inspiration and connections, so my hope is to be one of those sources. So, here is my story…
First off, like many others, I have always been an athlete. I played basketball, softball, snowboarded, and rowed through high school and college. I have struggled with my weight my entire life, like many of you. I have been on Weight Watchers more times than I would like to admit, tried Paleo, no wheat or grains, no dairy, etc. When I look back, it's exhausting to think about.
When I was 13, I went on Weight Watchers for the first time. Worked great, lost 20 lbs, was at a healthy, but heavy weight. Then came high school, and the same thing happened. Over a summer, joined Weight Watchers for the second time, with my mom. Worked great again, but then came college. Once again, I was becoming overweight and not happy with myself. I wasn't working out nearly as much as I had in high school and earlier, but it was starting to catch up with me. I finished college, went back on Weight Watchers, lost some of the weight, but then got into graduate school. So once again, I wasn't eating the best, and I was just trying to survive school. I joined WW again in my second year of school, but that was really hard to maintain when I had to go to school at 7am, leave at 5 pm, and study until 11pm. I got into a gym routine at some point, as it was the only way for me to stay mentally sound. During this time, I had to go to physical therapy for some knee pain. It was actually kind of cool being in school for Physical Therapy (PT) and going to PT, as I got to see a different side of it.
Anyways, I once again gained weight, hired someone to make food for me so I could eat more healthy, but it didn't matter. I wasn't being as active, even though I worked out almost every night from 11pm-12am. I was still drinking my sugary latte drinks when I studied and pretty much living at a coffee shop. In my third year of PT school, I was determined to lose weight. I had met a guy 1.5 years earlier, I was graduating in 4 months, and I was determined. I joined a new gym, since I had a little more of a set schedule, and did a Paleo challenge at my new CrossFit gym. It was great. I had an accountability coach that I had to send an email to everyday on what I ate. She continuously told me to eat more. I was also working out 5 times a week. By graduation, I was 5'3" and 174 lbs. Even though my BMI was still high and I was still "obese", I felt great. I was strong, felt good, and not shopping at a plus size store. This was huge for me. I still had more weight to lose, but I was in a good place.
Sadly, it didn't last. Once again, I started living in coffee shops, studying for the NPTE (National Physical Therapy Board Exam). My weight started to increase slowly, I was still working out, but not as hard core and I was eating pretty healthy like I was in the Paleo challenge, but not perfect. After some studying, and a year of my first job, I was once again overweight. This time I had reached the 200lb mark, my heaviest ever. I didn't feel good about myself, I didn't feel confident, strong, or super happy. So... when my boyfriend and I decided to start traveling across the country for a couple years, I took that as an opportunity to begin my adventure of weight loss and take it seriously. The 6th or so time is a charm, right? I once again did Weight Watchers, since it worked in the past. I walked 15-20,000 steps a day and even attempted running, which I hate by the way. Every time I try to run, I realize how much I am not meant to run. Well, I lost 10 lbs in the first few months. That was awesome. Then I somehow plateued...for 1.5 years. I ate the same, walked a lot, but nothing moved. Then I did a kickstart again and lost 5 more pounds. Then I plateued for 1 year. What the heck!
Well, a lot happened in that 2.5 year period, which I will cover in some later posts. However, about a month ago, I made a change. I started eating more then I have eaten since I did Paleo and working out a little differently then I have been over the past 6 months. Finally, the scale moved! I started feeling stronger again and my plateau is over. I am currently 20 lbs down, and have a long way to go, but through this journey I have learned a LOT. My hope is to share my story and experiences with anyone who wants to read/listen. I know I am not alone, but sometimes we feel alone. So this is me taking a leap and sharing my story. It is scary to put this info out into the internet abyss, but sometimes that is what needs to happen. So here it is. I will give more insight into me and my story along the way. I also hope to give some tidbits of advice that might help people in a similar process as me. Feel free to follow my instagram as well, as I post workouts a lot on there.
Thanks for reading.
My name's Amanda and this is a blog about my story and my life. My hope is to motivate some of you to get going on your weight-loss journey as well as help people along the way. If you have questions about how to get started, or anything else, feel free to ask.