Once upon a time, I was thin. Not skinny ever, mind you, but a nice, healthy size. Quite grabbable. I got into a nasty relationship and when I finally left I was depressed, jobless and fat. So I started walking. A lot (like 5-miles-in-100-degree-heat a lot). It was a welcome break from having moved back in with my parents, and a great way to release anger, find time to think, and help me to restore my body. I lost 50 pounds.
Fast forward eight years and unhappy in my marriage and pregnant with my third child, I was fat again. After the birth of Z I decided to do the Monument Avenue 10k. Shin splints eventually required my weekday runs to be on the elliptical to avoid the impact. I had to nurse before my runs and wear two sports bras. I saved my long distances for Saturdays and had to ice my shins afterwards. But I did run in the Susan G Komen Race for the Cure.
Weight’s been tricky for me my entire adult life. I contemplated the Monument Avenue 10k again this year but I allowed the gift of a hysterectomy for Valentine’s Day to derail me. Six weeks post-op and without any more physical restrictions, I got out and walked two miles today. I have been eating better. I have dropped 10 lbs. I want to lose another 40. I’ve been saying that for about two years now so now’s the time to do something about it. Join me, GayRVA readers, won’t you? Let’s chronicle our journeys here together.
Lillian Studevant is a working professional and mother of three. She is passionate about animals and rescues dogs in addition to two of her own. Follow more of her family's adventures on her Personal Blog.