To my friends and family, it is not surprise that I have taken my new role as a BeachBody coach and ran with it, talking about it all the time and urging my friends to take control of their health and their life. But those of you that haven’t known me as long might be thinking that my advocacy of their products has only to do with the fact that I’m now representing them. The truth is, I spent a large part of my life sick and unwell. So I’m sharing this tidbit below with any of you that are interested…. just some musings of mine about better nutrition and health and wellness from March of 2008….
So I have finally reached the end of the UltraMetabolism 8-week program. And the results are in – I’ve lost 12.8 pounds. This translates into 4 inches off of my waist and 3 inches off of my hips. I’ve gone from a slightly big size 12 to a “fits pretty good” size 6. I’ve gone from a score of 95 to a score of 15 on a list of symptoms representing toxicity in the body. And I’ve gone from feeling overly tired and, honestly, not in a very good mood most of the time, to most days having enough energy to actually do things at home after work and being in a good mood.
I have to admit that I had no idea I could change my body so much in the span of 2 short months. A part of me was sad that it took me so long. But a part of me is glad I did it now, while I’m still young enough to actually FEEL young again. But I realize now that I truly had to hit “rock bottom” as it was before I could make such drastic changes in my lifestyle. This happened right around Valentine’s Day in 2007. It was really a wake up call to me that I needed to take better care of myself or I would suffer forever. I found myself in a panic attack that lasted for days – I was so panicked that I was nauseous and couldn’t eat – but I could tell my low blood sugar was making the panic worse – but I could only manage to choke down vitamin water, bananas, and applesauce for nearly a week. I missed more than three full days of work. I was a mess. It was then, as I stared at the midday reruns of Dharma and Greg because I lacked the attention to even play on myspace or do ANYTHING, that I realized something had to change.
Even after that, it took about a month for me to be able to eat again without feeling like I was choking it down. My doc told me that it would be ok – it’s just the time of year – lots of people have a lot of mental issues in February and March every year. That advice from her prompted me to pull out my diary and poems from high school (hence why some of my blogs have entertained you with old love poems I wrote). And I found that every year, without fail, I could find that I would either write tons in my diary during this time or it would just be a blank time for months before I wrote something again. But the poems were the worst. So dark. So depressing. Tomes describing how I felt I was constantly trying to fight against my own body – feeling like it was all in my head and that I should be able to CONTROL this. Verses describing how I couldn’t tell ANYONE about this awful character flaw that I had and how I must hide it from everyone.
And it was in December of last year, as my doc was telling me to just take more Prozac cuz it’s winter and that will control my aches and pains and anxiety, that I realized that just popping pills wasn’t going to make me better. And I’m so glad I made the commitment to myself to get healthy. I don’t know if it was the fear of having another Valentine’s day breakdown (this year the day passed uneventfully, thankfully) or that I was just fed up with being unwell, but it doesn’t matter. I feel encouraged that I am on my way to better health.
I almost feel as if it’s my duty to share this story with everyone. Anyone who’s my friend knows I can talk forever about health stuff, but amazingly, now I’m telling the story of how I took my life back. I feel like I should be writing a book about my journey, my difficulties, and my victories. Not that I’m going to say I think this is “my calling” in life. But I will forever be an advocate.
Obviously since this time, I gained some, but not all, of that weight back and also started having digestive issues and was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis. I still value so much of what I learned from this book and recommend it to anyone having health issues. And it did wonders for me. My advocacy for BeachBody is a result of me finding them when I really needed them. Since starting on Shakeology, I have been able to drop some weight (along with exercise) and discontinue many of my drugs (as detailed in this Shakeology review). As an update to that post, I’ve been completely off of my prozac for a month now. And while I have a cold right now, I’m not depressed. I keep telling my friends about BeachBody products because I believe they will HELP them. Why would I recommend something that didn’t work for me? The proof is there for everyone to see. And not just for me but in the stories of all of the people I have met since joining this business. Why are people surprised when they hear that better nutrition has a huge impact on someone’s health and wellness? It makes perfect sense to me. If you put crappy fuel in, you get crap out.