People often ask me “how did you do it?” By “it”, I’m referring to losing 212 pounds. Two people. More than half of myself. So how did I do it? I did it with the tremendous support of my family; mainly my husband, James. James was there with me every step of the way. From the day he brought me home the gym membership in October, 2008 to the day I reached my goal weight in April, 2011, he was there. Sure, he wasn’t physically there at the gym pushing me, coaching me, he didn’t attend my weekly Weight Watchers meetings, but he was there where it mattered most; in my heart, in my mind, in my soul. I could hear his voice telling me that he was so proud of me. I could see that pride reflected in his eyes as he looked at me. And that pride empowered me. It gave me the courage to push myself further, to try a little bit harder. Not only for my husband, but also for myself.
His pride gave me my pride back. It had been a long time since I felt proud of ME! Sure, I had three great kids that I was raising and I was proud of THEM. But I didn’t do anything that was all mine. All for me. And suddenly I was. I took my life back. I spent 36 years of my life just moving through the motions. A bystander in my own life. But I knew how my story would end if I didn’t change and I was determined to rewrite the chapters. And I did.
When you begin your own journey, make sure you have a support system in place. It doesn’t have to be your spouse. It can be a friend, a relative, a sibling. You want someone that can give you a “thatagirl” when you feel like you just can’t do it anymore. As I started to lose weight and gain pride, I also started to develop confidence. With this confidence I started to reach out to more people to bring into my support network. Social networking on Facebook and Twitter became a huge source of support for me. I had people from all over the United States cheering me on. It was encouraging and inspirational. I also reached out to the group fitness instructors and other members at my gym. But times change and a lot of those members and instructors have moved on to other things, and so have I, though I'll always have those memories!! And I can’t forget about my fellow Weight Watchers members and my leader. They were my anchors. They kept me grounded and reminded me of how far I’ve come.
The first step to a successful weight loss journey is putting your support system in place. Look in places you’d expect, but also in places that you might not. What you find just might surprise you.
Here I am with James (and my mom) on my 37 birthday in 2008. I am pretty close to my heaviest weight ever (not including pregnancy.)
And recently on the 4th of July. I know he loves me as much now as "fit Jenny" as he did when I was "fat Jenny" but what's key is that I love myself more, and that love transfers over in to other areas of my life.
I now find support and accountability from my workout buddies at CrossFit En Fuego. Watching strong women get stronger is SO MOTIVATING!!
and from my running and cycling buddy Denise from RunDMT. Denise is an early riser, so she keeps me accountable for those early morning workouts. She's also a speedy runner, so she helps to inspire me to run faster!
Do you have a support system in place? Who helps keep you accountable??