Lightweight
Lightweight
I decided to change my life and my relationship with food at the most inopportune time. While everyone else was packing on the 2020 quarantine pounds I decided to do the opposite. Now I am no champion at this great feat that I have taken on but the weight has shed slowly. The good news is I have not put one pound of the 15 pounds I lost back on, so I feel like a superstar at this moment. My routine was a simple...30-minute cardio workout each morning, replaced breakfast with a protein shake and I decided to lift a few weights totaling 10 pounds. You can laugh if you want but I was impressed with myself. In the beginning I struggled, but eventually I had my routine down.
As I navigated this journey, I hit a plateau and I did everything short of eating just veggies and fish to upping my water game and not sitting still unless absolutely necessary to get the darn scale to move. After a consultation with my nutritionist, she suggested I take advantage of the one free session of personal training that the program offered. So I did, and as a treat to myself, I signed up for four free sessions. I was going to break that plateau. Of course, my trainer was a petite little beast who looked harmless until she started giving out commands. I was with it though and could keep up with everything she said.
It was all fun and games until she really paid attention to me lifting those five pound weights in action! Yes, your girl could lift them above my head, I could walk up and down the gym with them, like it was nothing. Oh yes, I was impressed with myself, however...she was not. “Ms. Lisa, can I ask you something?”. “Sure,” I said, swinging those weights around like supergirl. “Can I ask you how long you have been lifting those five-pound weights for a combined total of ten pounds?” I was still in the zone swinging those little weights around like I was really doing something, “Since August”, I said. It was now the end of October as I responded. The look on her face was like “Are you kidding me?” She immediately walked over to the weights and handed me ten pounds for each hand. I knew I was in trouble; I began to sweat and feel all sorts of pain. She went on to explain the weights were now too light for me and no challenge. She admonished me to put them away and use only the ten-pound weights I have at home.
The workouts over the next few weeks were excruciating and I put my all into them. The morning I got on the scale and said goodbye to the plateau I literally ran through the house. I could not be a light weight anymore. I also realized this applied to so many other areas of my life and my page By Lisa, all things Food, Home and Lifestyle. It was safe to just post some tips on a Tuesday and a Blog on a Thursday, but I was not a lightweight anymore. I had to take on more and do bigger things. It is so easy to reach for the things you can handle or manage but, the real challenge is when you do not operate in your own strength and go for the hard things. It will show you just how strong you really are as you achieve higher goals. Why be ordinary when you can be extraordinary? Do not be a lightweight on this journey called life, you will end up so much stronger!
