Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Guess who's back... back again... Mel is back, tell a friend...

Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back... Sorry, couldn't help channeling my inner slim shady there.

So here's what's up! 
Those of you who were kind enough to come along for my 1st journey of 15K, the 10 mile race I ran up in Chicago... and then my second goal of 15K of the financial kind, once eliminating 40k in credit card debt...  Well here's another goal, because if we're not growing then what's it all for? 
Hopefully this one will be more of a victory then the last one which sort of felt like winning by default.  Like sure I leaped off that high dive, that took guts... just wish I could have landed the dive head first instead of a big fat belly flop!  OUCH!

For those who have stumbled upon this randomness and are wondering what in the heck I'm talking about, allow me to fill you in.  So, after the 10 mile race I ran in Chicago we moved down to Dallas Texas.  This was a major move with three kids, especially since my then husband was already in Dallas working, so most of the packing fell on me.  Needless to say, those healthy eating habits... ya, not so much.  Pizza was a staple during that phase.  Then, once relocated I injured my right hand.  Long story.  Let's just say, Golf and I are no longer on speaking terms.
I quickly learned that one injury leads to another, when shopping for a sheet of plywood (something I would have easily picked up on my own prior)... was no longer an option with a bum hand.  So down that plywood came on my left, big piggy!  :(  I lost the nail, and had to have surgery.  That was 2 years ago and I still have issues with both my hand and my foot. 
All this to say that running... ya, wasn't happen'n! 

As if that weren't enough, my then husband filed for divorce.  SURPRISE! :)  Which led to the bankruptcy, i.e. belly flop I mentioned above... and all of these things left me broke, broken... and back where I started!
Seriously.  I gained all the weight back.  And all my nasty little vices and bad eating habits came back to comfort me like good old friends do!

But alas, I am sick and tired of feeling sick and tired.  Again.
My glucose is dangerously high, I'm having diabetic fits... and this time even neurological side effects!  It's freaking scary... like slurred speech, blurry vision, dizzy, nausea... ya. 
I'm too young for this.  My thyroid is not functioning right.  I'm in Menopause at 36. 
I have dangerously low Vitamin D and Calcium.  Dangerously high cholesterol.  You get the picture, basically... I'm a mess!
And I have 3 little ones, albeit not so little anymore... all of them are in school now, but...
I have got to get my shit together!  They need their Mama!

Enough is enough!  I need to make serious lifestyle changes and they need to stick... or honestly,  I'm not sure how much longer I'll be around... or if life would be much worth living.

So I'm doing this the only way I know how.  The way that worked for me last time... which is setting a goal, telling the world... and getting to work. 
And when I say work,
I. mean. work. 

Because it's NOT going to be easy!

So here it is, my new goal... this time, no time frame... I will do it when I'm ready no matter how long it takes to get there, but I will do that half marathon!  And hopefully, in the process of training for said marathon I will finally lose all the extra baby weight I never lost (my baby is 6).  And become a much healthier more energetic version of myself... for good!

So join me... if you'd like.  Or lend an ear, a hand, or a mouthful of wisdom... I can use all the support I can get... On My Way... to 22K! 

Thanks, Y'all!  Love ya!