I started this interview for the paper without really thinking about what I was doing and committing to. I wrote a short synopsis of my weight loss journey and sent it via email to the reporter without any real thought. By the time the next round of questions came flying back to me I had started to seriously think about this. Wow….I’m putting myself out there BIG TIME. Uhhh yeah, like my highest weight and my current weight and my goal weights. My failure of regaining…my original success, it was all there. I need to admit, I panicked a bit about the prospect about putting it all out there on the line. Weight loss is such a personal subject. Then I reminded myself of a vow I made on my blog many many years ago. I vowed to myself that I would be true, raw and open about my struggles, my journey and my efforts. I’d like to think that I have maintained that promise of integrity with this blog. Once I remembered that promise that I made to myself, I went forward with answering the deeply personal questions.
I’m not going to say that I haven’t had moments of misgiving about it, but I’ve been comfortable with everything. That is I was comfortable with it UNTIL it really hit me that I had agreed to not only a story but a photograph. Uhhh this won’t be too bad will it? I waited for the call to set up the appointment and finally it came. I don’t know why I was such a num-nut and didn’t realize that they would want a picture of me actually at zumba (since the tie in was zumba)…but of course that’s what they wanted. And that is where my next big decision came in. Dress in baggy clothes or in my tighter fitting (albeit absolutely comfortable) workout clothes. I go back and forth at zumba in what I wear but typically running I wear the tighter clothes. Decisions decisions decisions…..I hate them! Most of my baggy shirts are logo teeshirts that I’ve picked up here and there so I decided to go with real workout gear…..even though it is form fitting. Go big or go home. Nervous wreck, but it is done. Photographer showed up and took the pictures and for better or worse it’s done. Now I just need to wait for the story to be published (if it gets published and not pushed by something else).
Go big or go home. Shouldn’t that be my goal in life? Shouldn’t we always be aiming for the biggest and best?? Pushing ourselves to our max in an effort to get the most out of life? I want to live big and have no regrets!
So last night at Zumba I made a colossal error. I didn’t realize it until this morning when I tried to get out of bed. What was the error? Well in a fit of vanity, I decided to forego taping my foot. Yes, it was vanity because I KNEW I was going to be photographed and I didn’t want the KT tape showing in the picture. Pure vanity, I know! In the past months since this plantars fasciitis thing has reared it’s ugly head in my life, I’ve questioned the validity of the KT tape. I will question no more. Zumba without taping my foot came back to haunt me this morning. I could barely step on that heel so I quickly taped the foot and while it didn’t take the pain away, it eased it up a bit so I could walk somewhat normally. (That is without a hobble that Todd says makes me look like I’m doing the hokey pokey AND without groaning with each step).
My calories have been right around the range of calories that I set up as my budget (1200-1300 daily). I’m not anal about being exactly spot on. I just aim to be close. (close as within 100 calories is good for me).