That's me, Lis. I feel amazing! I feel healthy. I can lift, run, jump,
kick, drop, punch, press, and sing through my gym. I can put on a pair of
leggings and a crop top run into the streets.......wait, not a chance in HELL
would I be caught dead in leggings and a crop top.
The thing is that I do feel great. But
somehow in the last seven years of my life, where I have become a
work-o-holic, chef, manager, wife, friend, daughter have binged myself into a
woman 55 pounds heavier. I look at each pound of weight on my body
and say I earned that weight! I earned it in the courageous two
years of national service to my country as a corps member with AmeriCorps.
I was busy, poor, and getting fed free pizza in the schools I volunteered at on
a regular basis. Then the next pounds were the heavenly sauces,
roullades, French boules, cakes, and all the foods covered in cream that I
ate through culinary school. The next set of pounds had come in a wave
of trying and tasting every dish and wine that came through the restaurants I
cooked in and managed. And finally, in the last year as a sales woman to
the finest restaurants in Chicago, I sometimes get the red carpet to the city's
hot spots. I get asked to try everyone's food, most importantly my husband’s
food. He loves to treat me like a queen and especially through his
cooking. So you see, out of love, passion, and gluttony I have earned my
200 pound, 5 ' 6", hearty stature.
During this summer, I hit my heaviest
weight of 205 pounds. I was feeling lethargic. My skin was always
breaking out. I was sad, tired, and not feeling well. I decided to
start going to the gym and the membership manager somehow talked me into
purchasing trainer sessions. I felt that in all the time and money I
spent on food this year, I should certainly invest in taking care of my health
for once and for all. So I got a trainer and I got intimidated. I
stopped going to the gym immediately. But some fire inside coerced me to
go back and this time they gave me a new trainer.
Ryan my trainer and I hit it off. He is very committed to helping me and he really
likes to kick my ass. After one and a half months the pounds began to shed, 2 pounds
a week and now I am down 10 pounds. One day I got a message from Ryan
telling me that he wanted to talk to me about a challenge at the gym. It
is a four month challenge that he wanted to enter me into, and get this, the
prize is $50,000. Whoa! Get in shape and win $50,000. I figured
it's a win/win even if I just lose the weight. So here I am, 2 weeks
until the start of the competition. I am trying to maintain my weight as
I cannot afford to lose anymore weight before the big day.
All the work I have put in, I really do
feel amazing, but I feel like I am wearing someone else's body. I am
wearing a pear-suit. And in this challenge, I will work to find my
confidence & better health in my pear-suit to happiness.
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