I’ve crossed many finish lines in my day, both literal and metaphorical. \u00a0But there’s one race that even though I’ve already won it, I’ll never cross the finish line. \u00a0I might not ever see it in the distance or even know what that finish line looks like.<\/p>\n
I’m talking about health of course. \u00a0I will forever chase and have to re-evaluate what healthy means to me. \u00a0I now know that food and the balance of life and activity will follow me till the end of time. \u00a0Sometimes people ask: What keeps you motivated? How do you keep going?<\/p>\n
While there is a definite ebb and flow to motivation (even mine) there has never been a time when I felt “off the health wagon”. \u00a0I’ve made poor choices here and there but I’ve never thrown in the towel. \u00a0Why? Because it’s only now that I realize what was actually happening to the inside of my body while I was morbidly obese. \u00a0Some of you have read on this site in the past that I never thought it was all that bad. \u00a0Now that I’m on the other side, IT WAS THAT BAD. \u00a0I got winded and tired from walking the dog. \u00a0I woke up most mornings with ‘sugar yack’ or ‘carb cloud’ and I thought it was normal.<\/p>\n
Definitions ala Kim:
\nSugar Yack: That feeling in the back of your throat that causes you to clear it over and over and over because you ate too much sugar the day before. \u00a0Or it seems like your saliva it’s self is part sugar?<\/p>\n
Carb Cloud: Much like a beer hangover, it causes you to feel sluggish and just can’t quite get going during the day, until you’ve had enough carbs again. \u00a0I know you’ve been here!<\/p>\n
These used to be daily occurrences to me. \u00a0I didn’t realize that most people don’t spend their morning getting over their diet from the day before and breaking through their carb cloud. \u00a0I didn’t even realize that I only felt like that BECAUSE of my food intake. \u00a0I didn’t even know what I SHOULD feel like. It’s those feelings that keep my food in check. \u00a0 Some of you laughed out loud or knew exactly what I’m talking about with “sugar yack” and ‘carb cloud’ and I can tell you, it’s not supposed to be like that. \u00a0Now I fuel my body to get it to do the things I want it to do.<\/p>\n
I stay motivated because whether I like to admit it or not, I was staring an early death in the face. \u00a0I wrote last week about choices if you haven’t checked it out,<\/a> and I guess this week is too. \u00a0It’s not one choice. \u00a0It’s a million. \u00a0Every choice I make either helps me feel proud and motivated or sad and defeated. \u00a0I choose proud. \u00a0I choose to do things that others can’t because that’s who I want to be. \u00a0That’s what I want for myself. \u00a0I know I won’t always look like this. \u00a0I know I won’t always be able to deadlift over 200 pounds. \u00a0I know I won’t have biceps forever and if we ever have a kid, things are likely to drastically change. \u00a0However, this is who I am today, and I’m pretty proud of her and I know she will never go back to where we used to be. \u00a0When you’ve been there, you know. \u00a0You know there is nothing that would make you want to go backwards. \u00a0I honestly don’t worry that I’ll ever be over 200 pounds again. \u00a0The difference I feel now makes that ghost scarier than any horror movie I’ve ever seen.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n I’ve crossed many finish lines in my day, both literal and metaphorical. \u00a0But there’s one race that even though I’ve already won it, I’ll never cross the finish line. \u00a0I might not ever see it in the distance or even know what that finish line looks like. I’m talking about health of course. \u00a0I will … <\/p>\n![\"57bfbb3cca2ca4cffcd9ceba34dcd7f5\"](\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/yogapantsdiary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/57bfbb3cca2ca4cffcd9ceba34dcd7f5.jpg?resize=525%2C837\")
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