It all started last fall, after my dad passed away. I’m not sure if that’s related, but it definitely had an effect on my state of mind. In December I had my yearly physical. I like my family doctor, and I’ve been seeing her for many years. Every year, I get the talk about needing to lose some weight. Not last year. At the end of my appointment, I asked her about it, and she said something like “It’s taken a few years for this 100 lbs, and every 100 lbs after this will come even faster.” I was speechless. I went away, and thought about it, and decided to make some changes:
- I started Weight Watchers the first Saturday in January.
- Dana joined with me, and I know that I could not stay on track without her.
- I started doing 45 minutes of aerobics in the morning.
- I get up an hour earlier, and work out for 45 minutes before we start to get the kids up for school.
After about 30 days I got nervous about what would happen on a day where I couldn’t work out in the morning. Using my Apple Watch, now set with a goal of 1000 active calories a day, I just make sure that I do something that fills in that circle. If I can’t fit aerobics in, I fall back on bike riding, walking, and recently running with Couch 2 5k.
I’m kind of obsessed with tracking with the Apple Watch. I sometimes get an eye roll when I say “I’m going to work out” but I know it’s worth it.
8 months later, and I’ve lost 70 lbs. I’ve got a long way to go, but it’s a great start.