Thursday, October 1, 2015

Thinking Thursday: Second month of PIYO, Say What? A Plus Size perspective

I first started PIYO earlier in the year. So I'm using those pictures, because my body was more or less the same back on 9/1 when I started working out again. 

I have to confess that I tried PIYO twice before, and was having wonderful results, but I sabotaged myself. I stopped exercising after one minor problem and then ended up all my sentences about getting back on the exercise horse with "Woe is me". That said, after the summer, and seeing my weight ballooning again, I decided to take action. I don't want to continue to have health problems, I told myself, but the worse was having a real scare with sugar, which made me assess my life yet again. 

I started working out on 9/1 telling myself to take it one day at a time.  Doing that I managed to complete my first month, lose 7 lbs and 7 inches all around. 

My first month was hard. There were days that I didn't want to do it. There were days that I hated myself basically because I've put myself in this situation. When I was in High School, and in University, I was slim. I was active. I was dancing, and going to the gym and not having any health related problems. After we moved to England and I had my first son, depression and plain hatred for the way my body looked after pregnancy, began a very vicious cycle of self hatred. More Woe is me came along, until I did something, and lost the weight. 
Attempting the PiYo flip, until the boys made me giggle, and I almost ended up on my face.

When we moved back to the US in 2011, I lost many things that our life in Europe afforded me. I lost my friends, well not lost them, but lost the ability to see them every day and pop round for a quick cuppa. I lost my independence, as Florida is not pedestrian friendly,  and public transport sucks. So I ate. And I continued eating until my blood pressure was so high, I had to go to the ER. 
This past month has taught me a lot about myself. I can do things, if I want to do them. It's okay to have bad days, as long as the next day you get up and make sure that you do better. This journey is not about weight loss, and looking like I did in my 20s. This journey is about health and loving myself, in the new skin I find myself in, in my 40s. 
So, as I started the Second Month today, I gave myself a pat on the back, and I cheered for myself. Do you want to know why? Because I made it to the second month. Because all the naysayers are nothing but white noise somewhere in time, where I can't hear them. Mostly, because I managed to get my leg even higher than before, just like when I was doing ballet.

Do you PIYO? Let me know what you think of the program in the comment section.

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