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My Transformation

It is difficult to believe how fast time has flown by! April is over! Amazing! I feel like I just started my fitness program yesterday and I'm already starting week 11. Two more weeks till the end of Phase 2. I figured it was more than about time that I updated my progress.

I was able to complete Phase 1 only missing one cardio challenge on the weekend. I did modify the walking to 5 days a week so that I could have one true day of rest. Phase 1 ended with a cardio challenge of completing a 5K. I must admit I am super proud of that accomplishment. I was able to complete it in 42 minutes. No small feat! Phase 2 consists of kettle bells 3 times a week, yoga once a week and a cardio challenge on the weekend. I must say the cardio challenges are kicking my behind every weekend. During Phase 1, I lost 1.25 inches off both my arm and leg, 1.5 off my hips (for a total of 10.5 overall) and 1 off my waist (7 total).

Throughout Phase 1, I was a bit disheartened. The weight just wasn't coming off as I had hoped. Yes, I lost inches which is fantastic, but I didn't feel as if all my hard work was paying off. I kept thinking, "Why am I getting up so early to brutalize myself for less than thrilling results?" But I told myself that all my efforts would eventually pay off and I kept with it.


In the past few weeks an amazing transformation has occurred. no, the weight and inches aren't melting off as I had hoped, though I am seeing progress. The transformation I'm referring to is the one that has occurred mentally. I have gone from being a woman who referred to running and exercise in general as four letter words, to a woman obsessed and completely addicted to exercise. This is astounding. I don't even recognize myself anymore.

Missing even one workout has become absolutely unthinkable. Yes, they are still difficult and in the midst of them I wonder what in the world I am doing to myself. However, I am hopelessly addicted to those endorphins and can't seem to get enough. I have even started running. That is the most unbelievable part of it all. I was a girl who more than hated running, I loathed it. Now, I enjoy it. No, I am not running for long lengths, I walk then run and back and forth. But the fact is I am running and that is amazing. After a difficult day at work my thought is, "I can't wait to get home and run." My very next thought is, "Who on earth is in my head thinking these crazy thoughts?"

A couple weeks ago I set out to see how fast I could run/walk a mile. In high school, I was never able to finish the mile in the allotted time. Most times I wouldn't even try. My goal was to finally finish the mile in the required time, 12 minutes. I finished a mile in 12.07 minutes! I was so amazed by my accomplishment. It just pushes me to continue and push myself even more.

Aside from my mental and physical transformation, there is the radical change in my emotional self. I am so much more confident in myself and my abilities. I am willing to push myself so much more than I ever thought possible. It is incredible.

Previous to my starting any fitness routine, I lost over 50 pounds. I felt great about that. However, in the past 10 weeks, I have never felt so incredible. My energy levels are absolutely soaring. I have done a complete 180 in my thinking regarding exercise. Oh and just a note, in the past 10 weeks I've lost 10 pounds for a total of 62 pounds total lost!

I have 30 more pounds I would like to lose and at least 2 more sizes.

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