All the while, I kept staring at my vision board and kept my eye on the prize. I never had a master weight loss plan-it just evolved along with me. When I finally did climb onto the scale 4 months later, I had lost 40 pounds! After a few discouraging weigh-ins, I just let it go. I did a lot of planks, tricep dips, and push-ups-I got creative with my body weight. Our bodies are heavy if you weigh 140 pounds, that's 140 pounds you can move and lift. I didn't feel confident enough to exercise in front of others in a gym, so I focused on using my own body as a workout tool in my own home. I kept things simple with my workouts, too. You're less likely to eat a whole pizza if you've just eaten a huge veggie salad, right? I allowed myself unlimited vegetables and berries, and I focused on eating more and more healthy foods so there would be less room for unhealthy ones. I included a protein, fat, and carb in everything I ate, using my hand as a measurement tool-the size of my fist for carbs, my thumb for fats, and my palm for the protein.
I simply said, if I do these good things for myself every day and keep adding more, there will be less room for the bad. I didn't sign up for a marathon or tell myself I had to lose X amount of weight in X number of days. The terms that made the most sense to me were " unprocessed" and "natural." I thought, what if I only ate things that grew? What if I just moved my body more? None of my goals were extreme. I found the range of different advice overwhelming, so I went with my instincts. With the vision board as my inspiration, I went online and read everything I could about fitness and nutrition. (Take back control of your eating-and lose weight in the process- with Prevention's 21-Day Challenge!) My vision board was an important first step toward a new life. But there were lots of pictures of short brunettes, happy and in shape.
There were no tall blondes, no huge muscles. I began attaching the images to a "vision board." But I stayed realistic-I avoided any images that were unrealistic for me. I also cut out pictures of beaches and golf courses-anything that would make me feel good and give me something to shoot for.
I need to create something I can look at to make myself feel better and to encourage myself." I started leafing through magazines and clipping photos of fit, healthy, happy moms. I said to myself, "I can't feel like this anymore. I walked home, put my daughter down for a nap (she was a few months old at the time), and got straight to work. It was not my body-there were bulges and things sagging. I barely recognized the person staring back at me. I was out walking my dog and I saw my reflection in a store window.
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