5 Surprising Things That Happen When You Reach Your Goal Weight

You set your sights upon seeing a certain number on the scale. You eat, sleep, and breathe according to reach your goal. So…what happens when you finally see it?

These are things I encountered recently when I finally hit my “happy weight.”

1. It doesn’t look like you think it would. Am I happy about seeing a certain number on the scale? Yes. But is it everything I thought it would be? Not at all. While I’m happy FullSizeRender (13)with the number on the scale, my body fat percentage is still too high for my liking. So now I’ve adjusted my goal to decrease that number and increase my muscle mass. Yes…I am looking for gainz! Staying the same weight but less body fat and more muscle. Bring. It. On.

2. You look in the mirror and still see every imperfection. My body may take up less space these days, but there are still a lot of things I see that I don’t like. I think a lot of women do this – look in the mirror and just see flaws. They think about all the ways someone could judge them if they post a selfie on the Internet. I’m not immune to that. So when I look in the mirror, sometimes I still feel like I weigh 232lbs. I see everything I don’t like. I compare my body to other women’s bodies. I guess that just makes me human. It doesn’t change when you weigh less.

3. You still have to work at it. The scale is a dirty liar sometimes and fluctuates easily. This means you still have to keep up your habits to stay at the weight you want to be. And listen, it is work. And if you don’t do it, you will notice. You’ll have to hit another “rock bottom” before you find your way back into the healthy habits you once had on lock.

4. Your inner confidence shines through. You’ve always had it in you: your thoughts, feelings, beliefs…the things that make you unique. But now you’re not afraid of sharing them with others because you’re less insecure. You don’t feel like you need to be terse after climbing a flight of stairs because you’re embarrassed from all the huffing and puffing you’re doing. You go to the beach. You can shop at any store. It’s freeing.


Go ahead and try to get me out of this amazing pool in Jamaica. It can’t be done.

5. You wonder why you waited so long to make the changes. I look back at my college years and the first few years after college and think about what my life would have been like then if I had the body I have now. It’s actually kind of shallow when you think about it. I have no regrets of course, but I do feel like I may have missed out on a lot of things because of my confidence and body image issues.

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A photo of me when I had no idea how great life truly can be. ❤

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Bouncing Back from a Bad Bounce

I only made it about half way home from the doctor’s office before I had to pull over and cry in a Rite-Aid parking lot.

In hockey, there are good bounces and bad bounces. There are things that are purely luck; IMG_3398things that just go your way that you happen to have no control over. It could be a goal that trickled between a goalie’s legs, a call from a referee that happens to favor your team, a rogue pass that found its way onto a teammate’s stick and produced a great play.

And then there are bounces that just don’t go your way. Times when you feel like you have to work hard for every inch of ice, every pass, every shot, and it’s still not connecting. It’s taking 100 shots and hitting the post all 100 times.

I feel like I have been hitting the post over and over again. I can’t stay healthy. On MarchIMG_3400 28 I played in a charity hockey game with my team. During the game I dove to make a save, and landed on my shoulder with my arm outstretched. As soon as it happened I knew something wasn’t right and that I’d hurt myself but I figured the soreness would go away in about a week.

I was wrong. I played hockey again on Friday night and it made my injury significantly worse. I saw a doctor today and he diagnosed me as having a rotator cuff injury. Not completely torn but strained. I’m in a lot of pain (and also seeking a second opinion.)

This was not something I had any control over. It was a freak accident, a bounce that didn’t go my way, but it was huge blow. I have just been getting over a wrist injury that I thought I may have needed surgery to repair and things had just started to get better. I started boxing with my left arm again, finally, and I even ordered myself a new pair of boxing gloves. Now I’m afraid the left glove will unfortunately have to sit idle for another 3-4 weeks.

After seeing a doctor today about my shoulder injury, I just felt defeated. Overwhelmed. FullSizeRender (24)Frustrated. For so long I’d been making modifications to my workout because of my injury. Now I need to continue to do that but for a different injury. It’s not fair, but it’s not my fault. It’s a bad bounce.

I know that if a client of mine approached me with a similar issue looking for advice, I’d know I’d tell them not to give up. I’d point out all the things I’ve been through, like running marathons with serious injuries in my feet, and all the times I’ve come back from stupid little injuries like this. Ankles, wrists, hips, calves. Now we can just add shoulder to the list.

I would remind myself that my survival rate of things like this is 100%, and that if I gave up, I’d just be taking a step back. How can people look to me for leadership if I’m not even following my own example? I’m stronger than that. I can overcome. I know because I’ve done it so many times before.FullSizeRender (23)

Blow after blow. Bad bounce after bad bounce. I’ll be fine and I will keep on keeping on.

I’ll get better, and I’ll put that puck top shelf one of these days.

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