Welcome back friends!
It’s been a little while. I took a small hiatus from the blog that lasted a week longer than expected, but here we are. Back and ready to roll! What I would like to do is give a recap of the last three weeks. I’ll break it up into three (hopefully) short sections and give an update on weigh-ins as well.
At the end of the last blog I mentioned that we didn’t know the winner of the detox challenge yet, but Michael lost over 20 pounds so we were hopeful. Well, turns out our hopes were right. He won! His prize is 6 months of free membership. Hooray! Congratulations, Bubs! You put in a lot of hard work and your effort paid off.
If you’ve been reading these blogs long enough you are well aware that the week after final weigh-ins is an off week. A chance to get in a good cheat meal or
ten two and prepare yourself for another six weeks of intense training.
I should have been better about documenting the off week because I can’t remember everything from three weeks ago but the best part of our week was Labor Day. We spent the day at Magnolia Market! If you are a fan of Fixer Upper or Chip and Joanna Gaines like I am then you will understand my joy. I had been wanting to take a trip to the Silos for a long while and we finally had the chance to go that didn’t coincide with a challenge. There was no way I was going to take the trip without a stop at the bakery or the food trucks. I’ve got some will power, but it’s minimal at best.
We started our day at the Silos Baking Co. It did not disappoint. If you ever find yourself in Waco and you stop by the bakery, try the Nuts and Bolts cupcake. Delish!
Another perk. The Silos are full of cute spots for pictures.
Here’s a little peek at what’s in the bakery.
I get excited just seeing those pictures. I cannot wait to go back. The home store was wonderful. Everything I expected it to be and more. I wanted to buy everything in sight but settled for a tshirt instead because I’m waiting to buy home furnishings until we purchase our home. I wish I had gotten some pictures inside the Market but I was too busy ogling all the fabulous decor. Either way, it was an amazing day that started with dessert and ended with mac and cheese from Cheddar Box, one of the tastiest food trucks at the Silos. We also made a quick stop at the Dr. Pepper museum since it was right across the way.
The rest of the off week is a blur of delicious carbs. All of which I consumed with little to no regret. I continued my workouts throughout the week, but definitely enjoyed the food.
As soon as Monday hit, I was ready to get back to work. The alarm sounded at 4:30 AM and we were off to the races. I knew I had packed on plenty of happy carby pounds during the off week so it was time to sweat. Monday and Tuesday morning both flew by, sweaty and rushed.
I was debating a jog on Tuesday evening when my best friend, Vanessa, called.
Sometimes life take a sharp turn when you least expect it. Her dad, a man I had known and loved for 20 years, unexpectedly passed away earlier that evening. Although I was shell shocked and heartbroken by the news, I knew it was nothing in comparison to what Vanessa was going through. I made arrangements at work and went home the next day to be with her.
There are few people, actually maybe no one else, in this world who know me as well as Vanessa does. She has been my best friend for 20 years. We’re about to be
25 32. That is a whole lifetime of growing up and going through all the lovely stages of adolescence and young adulthood together. Our friendship has withstood both battles and blessings. We are both only children so we share a unique bond and she is the closest thing I will ever have to a sister. We were both each other’s “entire” bridal party. Maids-of-honor. That’s all we needed. She understands me better than anyone. We can have an entire conversation with the raise of a single eyebrow. And although we’ve spent much of our adult life living in different parts of Texas, I know that if I need her, she’ll be there in a heartbeat.
So during this week, nothing else mattered except making sure my friend was ok and honoring the memory of her wonderful father. Workouts and weigh-ins were the furthest thing from my mind. Could I have made better choices? Absolutely. Did I concern myself with that? Absolutely not.
Once I was back home and it was time for the first weigh in, I knew what to expect. I put on 10 pounds. This is the only picture I have and my eyes happen to be closed, which only adds to the humor for me.
I am not worried about 10 pounds. They can be worked off. Maybe not in one week but maybe in a couple. I’m just going keep doing what I know how to do.
I spent the majority of my week catching up on work and work outs. A friend of mine invited me to JoyRide this week. It’s a cycling class.
Non scale victory: I would have never said yes to this a few months ago. I would have been anxious and intimidated. But I didn’t even hesitate to say yes and it was so. much. fun! It also kicked my butt and I am still a teensy bit sore but I really enjoyed it.
Here are the results of today’s weigh in. I’m down 5.1 pounds from last week. I’m still up 5 pounds overall but I am working. on. it. No worries here…only faith and confidence!
I recently listened to an interview of Dr. Brené Brown. If you don’t know who she is, you should. She has one of the top 5 viewed TED Talks in the world, The Power of Vulnerability. Stop what you’re doing and watch it. Even if you don’t come back to my blog. It is worth every minute. Amongst other things, she is a researcher of topics such as vulnerability, courage, shame, and empathy. She is my hero. She is doing exactly what I want to do.
Anyway, in this interview (conducted by another one of my heroes, Jen Hatmaker) she was asked about the topic of vulnerability and how she shares the vulnerable parts of her life. She said that she “never shares a story when her healing from that story depends on an audience reaction. So by the time she shares something with an audience she has processed it, healed from it, and is as close to being immune to what the public thinks about it as one could be.”
That advice is really what I am letting guide my writing and how I share my progress. This is the most vulnerable part of my life right now. If I had shared my weight gain on Monday of last week, I would not have had time to process it for myself. And I would have been worried about what everyone else was thinking. Now that I’ve had a week to re-focus and recenter myself, I’m not worried about everyone else. This is my story. I cannot let anyone’s opinion of my progress affect my opinion of myself.
When I was first down about 85 or 90 pounds someone said, “Wow! You’re almost there!” and I know they meant almost to 100 pounds because it’s a big milestone, but I could only think, “I’m there already.” Because of the nature of The Camp of course I have to look at the scale and focus on a number but my “there” is so much more than a number. My “there” is living healthy and challenging myself to do more than I could the day before. My “there” is loving myself. My “there” is treating myself with respect. My “there” is embracing my imperfections. My “there” is loving what I see on the outside and how I feel on the inside. My “there” is being brave and trying new things. My “there” is daring to be vulnerable and letting people in to parts of my life that I never would have shared before.
So here I am. I’m there.