Wow! What a difference 6 years makes! Apparently I started this blog to document my transition from newbie vegetarian to vegan. Well...I am still not there. Still a pretty militant vegetarian...but cheese happens. And eggs...although I justify by spending $8 for a dozen eggs which promises to be humane and offers !!a bio of the "chicken of the month." This month told the tale of the lovely Rita.
Other changes/updates since 2009:
-I kept those kittens and am now a full fledged cat lady. I even founded a 501c3 called Kitt Crusaders.
-No more husband. Went from status quo to gone. Kind of like our 13 years never happened. Was tough, but probably the best thing that could have happened. That was 2012.
-In 2013 I was diagnosed with stage 1b2 cervical cancer. Hysterectomy, chemo, radiation...and GONE. Sucked but discovered a mental toughness that cannot be matched. Just graduated from quarterly oncologist appointments to every six months. Woot.
-Cancer treatments and hormone weirdness basically shut me down physically. I gained a ton of weight and was so stiff I felt like Frankenstein. I pretty much accepted that I should be grateful that I had dodged a bullet and accept that I would be fat and in pain for the rest of my life. I'd focus on work...
In July of 2015, I had had enough. I decided something had to happen. I called a Pilates studio near my house and bought a package without even going in. The first class was agony. I was so, so stiff. I felt pathetic and embarrassed but did as I was told. After class I felt great. I went every week. I started walking with the dog (who I adopted after the husband left) a little more often. I joined ClassPass and started taking classes I thought only hot people were allowed to take. I loved it! And although I had written off running many, many years before, I signed up for a race in November and called up my old coach Jimmy Dean Freeman for some one on one. He suggested I apply for Team Nutribullet to train for the L.A. Marathon. Nooooo way! No. A marathon? Its unnatural! Genetically I am not a runner! My poor feet. Later that night after two glasses of wine I filled out the application. I was accepted...and in two and one half months I will be running the L.A. Marathon. Best decision ever. Yay wine!
I've come a long way...but I have so, so much further to go! I am trying to eat better and work out more consistently. Planning is key...and I need to make that more of a priority.
So far I have dropped 30 lbs and and feel fit and strong. I remember not being able to walk through Target a year ago because my feet hurt so much (plantar faciitis). Yesterday I ran a 5k.
I am rehashing this blog as I could use some accountability. I want to see this through and figure out what works and what doesn't. My goals are to drop down to a healthy weight and learn to LOVE running! This is not a temporary fix...this is the rest of my life.
