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Motivated

I have found the motivation I needed to finally kick my hiney into gear and start working on my weight again.

Over the 4th of July weekend we had quite the party. We were staying at my cousin Ty's house and a friend of his invited us to an all out BBQ feast. We ate soooo good. By the next morning my stomach was telling me otherwise though. I started having gall bladder pains that persisted and got worse. By Tuesday I was told it was time to have my gall bladder removed and within 3 more weeks the deed was done. The incentive? The ultrasound test results siad that I had gall stones and showed signs of a fatty liver. Upon talking with my surgeon I don't feel as worried about it as I initially did but it still scares me. I have not been as careful with my eating as I should have been over the years and I know my body is starting to show wear.

Well, that was the incentive I needed. A week before my surgery I started weight Watchers and it has now been 4 1/2 weeks. I have oficially shed 6 pounds as of last Thursday and I feel really good about my progress! I don't want to make too big of a deal out of it but at the same time this is a big deal to me. Everybody who has known me sice I started having children knows that it is a lifetime goal of mine to get my body back in order. I want to run a 5k this year before my 37th birthday and i am on track to be able to do that. It is amazing how much better I feel about myself when I am just trying.

Comments

Dione said…
Good for you, Becky! Tomorrow I will begin walking 4 miles everyday with a friend from my ward. Keep me updated on your progress!
Breezy said…
Wow the kids are SO big!!!!!!!

Keep up the dedication with exercise....man, it's tough stuff, huh!!???

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