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Since so many of you are new to my blog, I thought I would do a little rundown on the main reason I started this blog about two months ago...I wanted to write about a lot of things: my family, my little boy, and life as a Midwest Nebraska girl. But, my main focus was the story I wanted to share. A journey that I have taken over the past three years. How I went from being the "chubby" girl, to the girl who's life now revolves around a healthy, fitness related lifestyle.
You see, I wasn't always what you would call "fit." I always struggled with my weight. I used to drive through Taco Bell and McDonald's after I got off of work at 10:30 at night, order a couple chalupas and a couple double cheeseburgers, stuff my face with them in my car in the parking lot, then dispose of the wrappers before I got home. All so the hubs didn't know of my dirty little secret.
I would then proceed to cry myself to sleep at night because I was miserable. I hated my retail job. None of my clothes fit right. I couldn't wear my wedding ring because my fingers had transformed into sausages. I had just given up on myself and I didn't like what I saw in the mirror.
Then, after not stepping foot onto a scale in over two years, I did it. That's when it turned real ugly. Because the last time I had done that I weighed around 140 lbs. But when those three little red numbers popped up, my stomach sank: 180. I had gained 40 lbs (and was at 35% body fat) in the first two years of marriage...
|Although this picture doesn't do it justice, it's the last picture I have of me "before."|
There were days I wanted to give up. There were days that I cried through my whole workout and on the way home because it felt like I was never going to reach my goal. I would have great weeks of losing 5 lbs at a time, but then I would hit major plateaus that I couldn't surpass for months. It was a roller coaster of emotions.
It took me a little over 9 months to reach my goal of my "before weight" of 140 lbs. And I couldn't have been happier!
|The before and after: three years ago, 180 lbs on the left and 9 months later, 140 lbs on the right.|
Fortunately, I was still in such a healthy, fitness mindset that I continued my same regimen throughout my entire pregnancy, and after it was all said and done, I had only gained 9 lbs in 9 months. Call it a fluke, but my baby boy came out screaming at a healthy 7 lbs 3 oz!
I was able to jump back into working out shortly after, and I haven't stopped since. In fact, I not only lost the baby weight, but I lost an extra 10 lbs, which is where I am at today: 130lbs. For a grand total, after starting this journey, of 50 lbs lost.
|The final "after" after: two years ago, 140 lbs on the left and today, 130 lbs on the right.|
I hope this gives you a better understanding of who I am and where I came from. This is definitely the abbreviated version of my story, but all of the highlights up until this point. So stick around, as I tell of what works for me, and what doesn't. Workouts I love to hate and meal plans to help you reach your goals. Along with a little everyday life mixed in!
Until next time...