Remember when I said “that is a post for another time?” Well this is that post.
I started out 2018 in such a healthy way. A renewed determination to get back into a gym routine, staying away from bad food choices, I had a plan.
Then not quite two months in I hurt my knee. 3 times in 6 weeks. I’ve never had knee problems. In fact, I have been pretty lucky with my health. I don’t smoke or do drugs. I drink socially a couple times a month. I wanted to lose about 40 pounds and figured I would hit that goal by the fall. I’ve done it before, I know I can do it.
Then a stationary gym bike, a patch of ice and landing wrong doing a “reverse” on the Cha Cha Slide changed the course of my year. I bought a knee brace, figured I had pulled something and it just needed time to heal. It took me 2 months to decide I better go see an actual doctor. 2 months of limping around and wincing on the stairs. So I did. And found out I had torn my meniscus on both sides of my left knee. Surgery was the fix, but even then the dr told me that as I get older I would most likely have arthritis problems, as it seems almost everyone I know does.
So instead of facing it, I pushed it off. I was too busy in the summer for surgery. I was in a wedding, we had a family vacation planned. I didn’t want to do it in the fall, that is my favorite season. I pushed it off and limped around. Some days it felt fine. Some days I had to double up on my knee braces.
Looking back I wish I had at least kept up with my calorie counting instead of feeling so hopeless. But instead I kind of gave up. Instead of losing 40 pounds, I gained nearly 25 in 10 months. I knew it was happening but for some reason I just couldn’t get it under control.
Something has to change. I don’t expect to run marathons or anything crazy like that. But I want to be able to go for long walks, go bike riding and fit back into all of my cute clothes. I need to get this under control. I need to STOP with the excuses.
The first step to a healthier me is the knee surgery. So I did it. 4 days ago. I was a nervous wreck, I’ve never even had a stitch before! But here I am, recovering. This was just the first step. Once I get cleared by the doctor, my plan for 2018 is a walk every single day. I don’t care of it is sleeting, snowing or 100 degrees. I will go for a walk every damn day no matter what and I will take a picture from that walk for an album I will create. I will hold myself accountable. I will go back to smaller portions and healthier choices. I will get back to the point where I don’t cringe when I get dressed. I can do this.
My goal is to lose at least 65 pounds and to be able to do the 8 mile Highbanks Trail by next fall. I AM going to do this. And you are all welcome to come along with me.