Well, it’s almost the end. I can’t believe it’s been 12 weeks since I started this journey. Three things come to mind as I look back at the last 12 weeks: pain, frustration, and accomplishment. Pain: I remember the first day that I worked out. I barely made it a mile and was so out of breath, I thought I was going to pass out. The pain I felt the next day was horrible. I could barely make it out of bed. I have been through a lot of pain over the last 12 weeks. Frustration: This competition was not easy. It took a lot of time and effort to work out every day and that feeling you get when you thought you should have lost more weight for the effort you put in that week. There was also the frustration of injuries. Each week I pushed myself a little more. I had multiple issues with my feet, legs and worst of all my knee, which I am still dealing with. Accomplishment: I had a few goals when I started this competition, one was I was going to work out every single day, no exceptions and that I wanted to lose at least 50lbs. Finding time to work out every single day was rough but I did it, even when I went on vacation. I well surpassed my goal of 50Ibs. I honestly didn’t know if I could do it. When I started, I had so much doubt, heck every week that went by I doubted that I could make it another week. At times, even though I losing weight on a consistent basis, I wanted to quit because I didn’t think I could make it to the end. I can’t believe I make it and lost weight too.
The person that started this competition is not the same person that is ending the competition. I’ll see you at the 5k this Saturday. I will be the one limping across the finish line.