Crossfit and a new picture….

It’s been a relatively quiet couple of weeks for me. I talked openly about my frustrations with Aspergers and gender shit and then all of a sudden I didn’t want to think about this blog too much. I didn’t want to sit down and tap on this keyboard and do things like analyze my feelings, talk about food, motivate someone else out there to get off the couch and start moving in the direction they were meant to move towards. I just wanted to live in my small bubble focused on the everyday dealings of getting up for work and having a better understanding of my own “short comings” that put me on the spectrum of being what the world likes to call “An Aspie”.

Then I got sick.

Like really sick.

sick with oldmanchesterLike I can barely get my shit out of bed and make it to work sick. The kind that keeps you curled up on the couch with your old man Chester cat purring on your chest because he wants you to think he cares but really he just wants to sleep. I haven’t been this sick in a looooooong time and it took it’s toll on me both physically and mentally. To know me is to know I don’t like to stay in one place for too long. I have a hard time sitting through a movie, or reading a book for very long because for me being “idle” still has a feeling of being lazy. When I was morbidly obese it was nothing for me to sit for 4 – 8 hours at a time playing video games day in and day out only getting up to pee or find more food. Then of course there was my extremely sedentary job of being a video relay interpreter. Sitting for an 8 hour shift only getting up to walk to the kitchen and get something I didn’t already have stashed away in my food drawer in my cubicle. For years my life was 90% sedentary and 10% movement (and by movement I mean couch to kitchen to bathroom to sometimes walking to the neighborhood cafe but mostly just walking around the house until it was time to go to bed but first let me sit in this big blue chair that I can now feel my thighs touch the side when it didn’t before and play this world of warcraft game until midnight)

So you can see how being idle can be difficult for me.

Especially in the middle of getting back to Crossfit.In January I made the decision to let the running go. Not forever but because my heart just isn’t in it right now I didn’t want to keep beating myself up over it (again, the whole not moving thought process). I lovingly put it on the back burner knowing that when the time is right the heart/mind/soul will tell me to strap up my running shoes and hit the pavement. Until then I needed to do something. I remembered how much I loved going to JTS (Jowers Training System) in Tacoma so began looking into Crossfit places here in Halifax.

Oh by the way, here in Halifax there aren’t that many to choose from.

Luckily for me Crossfit Kinetics is in my neighborhood and I’ve heard really good things about it. So off I went to check them out and BAM….fell in love with the big yellow box. It’s been tough. It’s left me crying more than once on the floor and unable to sit on the toilet because my quads are so sore but it has done wonders for my mental health and the strength in my body is coming back full force. I can keep up with the best of them and when I can’t, I just take a deep breath and get my shit done.

CF 5 CF 1 CF 2 CF 3CF 4

I know there is a lot of negativity behind Crossfit but unless you’ve been to a box, it’s hard to explain. You hear all the time about how people get hurt because of bad form and pushing too far. But when you take a closer look at the fitness industry, bad form and injury occurs all over the place. When I started running I was pushing myself too much and my form sucked monkey testicles. I found a program that worked (C25K) and from there became a better runner. You see bad form all over the gym. Crossfit doesn’t make bad athletes. Not educating yourself on technique makes a bad athlete.  Listening to the people that know their shit and then taking what you learn and applying it to perfect even the little things makes you a better athlete. Not perfect but better.

I’ve seen a lot of improvement over the last two months.

I’ve also been knocked down a lot over the last two months.

But you know the old saying:

Fall down 1000 times…

Stand up 1001 times.

It’s been a long time since I’ve done a comparison shot of the Tara before vs the Tara of today. In fact it’s been three years since I did a side by side comparison. It’s still hard some days  to look in the mirror and see the sagging skin or see what looks like still obese thighs but it’s important to know that weight loss can be for a lifetime if you continue to put the work into your body and sometimes more importantly into your emotional well being.

I’m heading into my 4th year of being a 100+ pound weight loss success story. Each year that passes the percentage of success gets smaller and smaller. My determination to keep my body right where it is gets stronger and stronger.

body shot

This is my body January of 2010.

I’d just made the decision to get on that Life Changing Journey.

body shot 1   body shot 2

This is me yesterday.

Not perfect.

But much much better.

5 comments to Crossfit and a new picture….

  • Wow you’re awesome. I really love and appreciate your honesty. I relate so much to the sedentary lifestyle that involves only getting up to pee. I admire your return to Crossfit and the hard work you have put in to make these changes. You continue to inspire me and I thank you so much for being willing to share your life.

  • It is perfect; it is your perfect. I march in your parade of awesomeness, wearing that rainbow bow tie like the one I mailed you years ago. March on, beautiful woman!

  • I’m going to speak for Old Man Chester here, but you’re purrrrrfect just the way you are.

    Speaking for myself, I just hope you give yourself a bit of credit here — you’ve come so far and done so much. You’re allowed to take a breath. You’re allowed to breathe and actually enjoy what you’re doing.

    The only timeline is a lifetime. You aren’t on any other schedule other than living a long and happy life, filled with love and friendship. Let go of what you can.

  • I’m at a low point- high point in regards to my weight. I’ve somehow gained 120 pounds in the last couple years, I was looking for a little motivation and found your blog. What an inspiration you are! Congrats. I’m a little speechless of seeing how much youve lost…. a little jelous. Youve worked hard at it.

    Did you struggle with emotional eating before? If so, how did you change your emotional eating habbits? I’m doing the working out well, but I just cant stop shoveling food in my mouth. Any advise?

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