I was so excited when the Sisterhood announced that they were bringing back Shrinkvivor! I have loved all of the challenges they put together but by far Shrinkvivor was my favorite so I’m super excited to be on board again!
For this challenge, members are divided into tribes, just like on Survivor. Each Wednesday there is a weigh-in and a vote to cast one tribe member to Exile Island. However, each week there will be a challenge which winning can earn a team immunity! This weeks challenge is to count all exercise minutes!
For this challenge, I am super excited to be a part of Tribe Gold which is an awesome group of ladies! I’ve been cleared to resume physical activity (slowly of course) so this week’s challenge definitely gives me some motivation to start walking again, even if I start out with just 15 minutes at a time. My new treatment is still giving me a pretty rough time but this challenge will give me something positive to focus on so I’m really looking forward to it! I will be tracking my calories at MyFitnessPal and will be tracking my activity using DailyMile so feel free to friend me to keep me accountable!
As a part of the initial check-in, we are required to photograph our starting weights, so here we go:
I am tired of feeling mentally checked out of my weight loss goals. I worked my tail off to lose 40 lbs and here I am sitting 11 pounds over my goal weight & where I was at the start of 2011 (still at 136 for my challenge check-in). I know in my head what I need to do but I just can’t seem to make myself do it. I get mad at myself and then I get depressed and then I am back in my emotional eating cycle.
I am tired of constantly being in pain. I know things are in motion to bring some answers but its not moving quite fast enough. I miss spending time with my husband and my daughter.
I am tired of feeling betrayed by my body. I am 29, not 79. I think I could handle my flaws better if I knew there were good memories attached. For example, I could handle a slightly softer middle if I knew that it was the result of a miracle pregnancy but instead its a result of 4 surgeries in 4 1/2 years and menopause at the age of 26. Seeing my scars is a visual reminder of the failure of my body.
I am tired of feeling empty in my spirit. I broke down on Monday evening sitting on the counter talking to my husband as I was sharing about feeling betrayed by my body (and feeling awful about my emotional breakdown on a beautiful post by A Belle, A Bean, & A Chicago Dog – sorry Liz!) and it struck me that I think part of my emptiness is feeling betrayed by God. I know in my head that He didn’t betray me nor did He cause my pain or sickness but I feel very alone spiritually.
I wish that the answer to my fatigue was sleep but I know its not that simple. While I am not sure what is going to happen next, the only thing I know to do is keep putting one foot in front of the other and cling to His promise that in my future there is hope for prosperity.
This is going to be a quickie as I really don’t have much to say. I’m +0.2 this week which after a holiday weekend that included too much ice cream I can’t really complain. I really need to get on the stick about drinking more water. My symptoms have made it difficult to have many solid meals so water is going to be really important as in my choices of soft foods (like Slim-Fast versus a milkshake!).
Here is the weekly
Starting Weight: 135
Current Weight: 136