what a wonderful story!!! congratulations!
and don't stop writing about exercise, you're a major inspiration. i love reading your workout and running posts!
Congratulations! That is so awesome!
And please don't stop writing about your exercise. You inspired me to start walking. I am disabled and ill and 250 pounds. But despite everything I got my cane and my whole family outside and we walked. My husband said he was worried it was too hot. I told him no more excuses I'm doing it now for myself and for them. I can't go very far yet and it takes ages just to get to the end of our block with me hobbling along. But one day we'll go to the next block. And then the next. And eventually I hope like you I can do a race. I'd like to do a bike marathon one day. Thank you for the encouragement to just go for it. :)
Sweet barking cheese. I could win the lottery today and this would still be the best thing I heard all day. Congratulations! I don't know if I mentioned it before, but in the middle of October, 2012, I'd been going to the gym for two weeks and things were getting better, I ached less, and I'd been riding the bike and I'd already lost some weight and I thought "I'll be super-fit and I'll run to the gym" -- so I put on my gym clothes, went outside and started running and I couldn't make it to the end of the block. So, eight months ago I couldn't run a whole block.
"no more excuses I'm doing it now for myself" is the most powerful thing in your life. Walk that block, climb that hill, move ahead. You do it one step at a time and it gets better. It gets a little bit better every day and then you realize that all those little bits of bette have added up, the tiny slivers of better have become something substantial and you realize you've gone way past the place that you couldn't pass on your first day.
Go go go. You inspire me. Thanks for posting this.
i will say this- the cane with flames on it is a great motivator. i love mine and since it is lighter than most, it makes walking so much easier! i am building strength back up after going from 350 to 145, and i have my reconstructive surgery this spring/summer to remove all the excess skin and do a radical masectomy since i have the brca1 gene and my insurance covers the rebuild since i am doing it all at once.
just...go. one step at a time. and friend me! i am fun, most of the time!
Go you! That is so awesome! I can't even imagine the work it took to loose all of that. YOu should be so proud. And I hope the surgeries go well. My aunt and mother both had radical masectomies and have recovered great. Thankfully now it's done more often so it's become sort of a standard surgery. You'll have a whole new body when you're done. How exciting!
I will friend ya. I'm crazy, but lots of fun. LOL :P
Hey there, mon ami :-)
Many congratulations on reaching your goal - way to go!
I have to say I have really enjoyed the exercise / fitness posts, so I hope you will give us a little of the view from your running shoes from time to time.
Be well and hope to bump into you again at some point ;-)
Woo hoo! Congratulations!
so good to hear from you!! how's the writing?!
Things are going well: a book out from DAW this month (ASSASSINS' DAWN), another out next March (IMMORTAL MUSE), and working on the "final" draft for another that due..
I admire your perseverance with exercise and getting fit -- that's quite an accomplishment!
and why *isn't* this a fitness-sometimes-photography-etc-othertimes blog?? you're still taking gorgeous pictures, and inspiring your readers!
because every time i post some sort of fitness thing about six people unfriend me. I reached Peak Livejournal Friends in November of last year, since then I've just been shaving people off talking about the gym.
to be fair, I haven't seen Roswell pictures in ages and ages... maybe some of the people-loss is from lack of Roswell adventures?
that is likely it. i shall fix that problem.
There's maximum popularity, and there's finding your audience. Same advice I give fiction writers: do what you love. There's no reward good enough to make up for doing what you don't love, and doing what you love is its own reward.
And a blog? It's you. Everything you are. If some people don't want to read about parts of your life that are important to you, that's all right--let 'em move on. You don't need to apologize for talking about lenses or the symphony or cat rescue or runnning. They're what you do, and what you do is what we're here for, man.
Of course, being on my own fitness journey, I may be a teensy bit biased.
Good form, old chap. I'm graduating from grad school and my birthday is this weekend. Once the dust has settled, I'll go back to my 5k training.
That's inspirational, that is. I fear that I'd have seen City Hall in the distance and just walked away. Congratulations!
"My final thought is this: Pin your goal in a place that seems possible, though very difficult, and work towards it relentlessly. The view from the top of the mountain is worth it."
Thank you. I finally understand this. I've watched your transformation in awe. You are an inspiring example of what it means to take on those challenges. My husband has started a similar effort, and witnessing his change has also been the greatest motivator I needed to finally head down my own path. I've talked about it long enough. No excuses now. I've always wanted to do something like boxing. So at just under 200 lbs, I'm moving more, building my muscle and stamina so that I may start that path. It's not easy, but I know that view is so worth it in the end.
So a million thank yous and congratulations.
You will win this, you will crush this. The hard part was saying "I will now do this" -- and you've already done that. Go go go! It actually stops hurting and starts being fun. Well, maybe it doesn't stop hurting, but you start to like the pain. I promise. Weird but true.
You start to like the pain
I may have gotten fit(ish) again, but I haven't done any weight-training in years, and I'm hurtling toward the age at which your body stops auto-maintaining muscle mass. I even had a relapse of anorexia
around the start of the year, just to put the boot in. My employer got us access to the (small but usable) gym in the basement of our building in January, and I've been building back up in fits and starts. Just last Friday, I finally felt that reassuring burn all through the target muscle group, in each and every set - it feels so good
It's even become a fun kind of race to get out of the gym, through the shower, up four floors of stairs to the kitchen, and bolt down a protein-bomb before the shakes hit.
You're well ahead of me: I may have managed the 6Km Mud-master's race, but had to bail on the 12Km one this last time around.
congratulations! i am so proud of you.
one year, my father-in-law, ken, who i suspect you would like very much, decided he was going to run the london marathon. because he wanted to. so he quit smoking, started training, and two or three years later, he did it. twice. two years in a row. and he finished in the first half the first time and the first third the second time. he said he figured he was climbing towers all day, building them, that he was fit, he just needed endurance, so he ran to work, then home from work, then more, and then got those medals. you'd like him for other reasons, but i am definitely sharing this with him.
my goal is to be able to walk the three miles to the beach next summer. small goal. might not seem like much, but i can hardly do target without a chair, so three miles is huge. you've inspired me. i've lost 200 pounds, i am at my goal weight, time to whip this ms and whatever else is mucking up my nerves in my legs into shape.
holy cow it's inspring reading this. walking three miles is a fantastic goal. and losing two hundred pounds is freaking amazing. few people will ever be able to say they did something that too so much work and determination. go go go! a little every day. thanks for posting.
i know. it's a bit over 200 now, but i am still shocked. i started out slowly, and it's taken me 5 years, with the last 70-8 coming off in the last two years after i figured out i am severely gluten intolerant. i now eat a much healthier diet, eat to my cravings(if i want fresh fruit, i will eat my fill, same with veggies, lean meats, and anything gf) and am slightly lactose intolerant(coconut milk ice cream is the best thing ever!) so eating out of the house can be hard, but we live near minneapolis, so good gf places are all over. i must admit i miss my chicago style hotdogs(hey- you can take the girl out of illinois), bagels(gf are NOT the same) and donuts. other than that, we are good on everything. we even have an amazing gf oatmeal peanut butter chocolate chip cookie mix that i want to try with dried cherries soon. and white chocolate chips. i think it will be heaven.
i will let you know how it goes. three miles doesn't seem like much, but about a mile uses all my spoons for close to 3 days. it kind of sucks. progressive ms sucks. lupus sucks. but you live the hand you are deal and move forward. my superpower is that i can get tattooed for hours on the left side and not feel it, so hey, not shabby.
You can dooooo it! I have the mildest case of MS ever, but I live in the southern US and the heat really knocks me on my butt (to the point of being downright dangerous sometimes). I started out jogging in the YMCA pool (the water does wonders to dissipate heat, and supports my weight)(oh, using a floaty belt). Last fall, I trained to walk a 5K using a Hal Higdon training regimen. Ignore his ableist "you don't really need to train" line, and the rest of the advice is golden.
The aqua-jogging is actually really refreshing. i liked it.
This is so wonderful. Congratulations.
I am going to go get a gym membership now so I can take steps.
yaay! and i have photos for you of various places for your play.
Bouncebouncebouncebouncebouncebounce. Whee! Shoot me an e-mail and we'll figure things out.
Go you!!! I am so happy for you! Feels awesome, doesn't it? :D Keep up the running posts. I love them. :)
You're excellent. I don't really run because my ankles are terrible, but this was really inspiring. Way to go!
I am happy for you. I am proud of you. You have accomplished what I think is the epitome of running for every Philadelphia runner.
I am going to do that triathlon by the time I'm 40, dammit. You can do what you did, so I can do what I'm going to do.
do eeet! the swimming i think would be the hardest part. you already walk six miles so running 3 is just half the distance a little faster. go for it!