Weight Loss is Hard


Can I just say that losing weight is so HARD? Especially when you’re old like me. Young people, I urge you to take good care of your body while you’re young so that it’s not such a struggle when you get old. 

 Today at the gym I was on the dreaded StairMaster. I seriously have a love/hate relationship with that thing. I love what it has done for my cardiovascular system. I’m in way better shape now than when I was just running/jogging. When I started the StairMaster I was able to run for at least 40 minutes. I’m proud of that, but I was running on a treadmill that I could run on a slight decline. It was a good goal reached none the less. Now I can run on the treadmill at an incline for just as long, if not longer. Stairs don’t phase me and I’m just all around stronger. So, today I’m on the StairMaster and this really young skinny chick gets on the treadmill next to me and her friend comes up and is encouraging her to make her incline higher and asks how long she is running. She’s all, “fifteen minutes!” She says this proudly and GOOD ON HER! Don’t get me wrong by what I’m about to say…in my head I’m thinking, “seriously???? Big fricken deal, Twiggy! I’m working my butt off over here and I’m at least ten years older than you.” 

 Look, I know I sound mean. I’m just trying to convey the inner thoughts I have sometimes about how difficult it can be. So, girlfriend does her fifteen and I’m still stepping along: counting the steps, trying to get lost in the music that is finally playing on my earbuds, and reminding myself I have less than ten minutes to go. I get off and am all defeated by how hard I have to work to lose this weight I’ve packed on and when I get up to the counter to sign my towel back in the adorable girl that works there, love her btw, tells me how my husband and I are BEASTS for StairMastering for forty minutes. I have to give Rob HUGE props for doing it at 81 steps per minute with a fifty pound vest over him and no hands. I am still just at 41 steps per minute sans vest, and touching the sides the whole time. No swinging arms for me! As Christina kept saying how she thinks about us when she gets on there and how she can barely make it for 12 - 20 minutes, I was so grateful that she reminded me how far I’ve come even though I have so far to go. I needed that. 

 My point is, be encouraged. You may still be weak compared to someone else, or they had to work less as hard to be/do what you have worked so hard to do, but you have come a LONG way. When you get to the end goal that you are trying to reach, you will be even stronger. Hang in there.

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