I’m Finally Under My Personal Weight Limit
It’s been quite a while since I’ve been happy after stepping on the scale!
Marquette, Michigan – June 6, 2014 – I’m finally under 250 pounds. Last week, I weighed in at 243.8 pounds, down 8.4 pounds from my previous weigh-in. That may not seem like much, but for me… I finally got below my personal weight limit.
My personal weight limit was the weight that I swore I’d never hit. It was my at-least-I-don’t-weigh-that weight. When I started gaining weight, I would tell myself that ten pounds was no big deal, “at least I’m not 250 pounds,” or that another five pounds was okay, “still not 250.”
When I finally did hit 250 pounds, I cried for-real tears. I was officially bigger than I had ever been in my whole life. When I stepped on the scale after that, it hurt my pride – each and every time. Every visit to the doctor was another reminder that I failed and I beat myself up over it every chance I got.
250 pounds was not just my weight limit… it’s also a common weight limit for a lot of other things, like riding horses at most stables, jumping on trampolines, zip lines, water park tubes, the treadmill I have at home, and most folding chairs. Did you know there was a weight limit on folding chairs? I didn’t until I noticed it on a little tag on the bottom of one of the chairs and realized that I could potentially obliterate a piece of furniture simply by sitting on it.
I don’t even mind being measured anymore! Every month the numbers just keep getting smaller.
I’ve been working out at Synergy Fitness for just over five months now. At first I worked out three times a week with a personal trainer, now I’m going to classes and group training sessions. I’m working out at home now and also watching my diet very closely. I’ve made huge adjustments to the way I eat and I think changing my diet completely has been one of the hardest things to change.
So when I stepped on the scale at Synergy Fitness and saw 243.8 on the digital readout, I was thrilled! Last month I weighed in at 2 pounds over my goal and it just about crushed me even though my body composition keeps changing and I know I’m making progress.
I do know that I’ve had positive results throughout this journey so far. I’m not downplaying the inches lost nor the strength gained, but getting under 250 pounds feels like I’ve accomplished something huge. The number that hurt my pride so much and made me ashamed of myself has become my motivation to keep going.
Goodbye, 250. I breathe easier without you, I feel better and I can run again. Not far, not fast… but I can run and that’s light-years from where I started five months ago.