I joined a gym late November, 2007, and went almost everyday (mainly because the gym was right on top of where I worked, so it motivated me to go). In February, I got a personal trainer. I didn’t lose a ton of weight (a little over 20 pounds (my goal was at least 30)), but I ended up losing fat and gaining muscle. Which is an awesome thing.
So my last session with my trainer was the beginning of October. I was in really really awesome shape at that point, and super proud of myself for actually going to the gym as much as I did and getting a trainer, even though it cost me a lot of money.
Then October 22nd came, and I was off to begin a 9 month long volunteer program called Katimaik. I kept telling myself how I would continue going for runs and I was hopeful that some of the other participants in my group were exercise junkies like me. We went on a few runs every now and then, but it stopped after the first month – mainly because Edmonton is super cold and running outside in dry, cold air is really not good for me.
One of the reasons why I didn’t lose as much weight as I could have, was because I haven’t been able to ditch my bad eating habits. We were only in Edmonton for three months and I had been doing surprisingly well, but near the end of the trimester I started buying a little bit more junk food than I should have.
I blamed it on the fact that we don’t get to eat a lot of sugar in the program.
But when we got to Ontario, that’s when I hit rock bottom. There was a corner store right near our house and I would go there at least once every week, if not more, and buy junk food.
When the sun started shining, and the snow started melting, I didn’t have an excuse to put off running. So I went out one day, and I was alarmed at how out of shape I was. It was really quite depressing. So then I started thinking, ’ I never really ever ran outside back home anyway, I usually did all my running on a treadmill. I’ll just wait to get back on a treadmill to build up my stamina again.’ So after that, my running days were over.
Near the end of that trimester, there I was with a noticeable double chin all over again, and my Lululemon sweater fitting a little bit too tightly for my liking.
Now we’re in New Brunswick, and there’s an ice cream shop near the house. Great. Just great. Another way for me to GAIN weight. And it doesn’t help when my whole group goes practically every day.
So this is my goal: I want to start going for runs again. I want to own up to what I let myself become and not put the blame on any obstacles (aka Katimavik).