goals, check!

I realize it’s been an entire month since my last post. I know I promised before & after pictures a few short days after my last post and I never got around to sharing. Bad Melissa! After having, Amy, a friend and TDM instructor snap my picture right after class I could see a difference despite my horrid just woke-up face. I had been searching for a before picture that properly depicted my large, tub-a-wubba state pre-The Dailey Method and it was actually pretty difficult. Most pictures were cropped,  I hid the chub well with clothing, a baby on my hip, or a group of friends were in front of me. While I was going back on my external hard drive I found a few pictures and one stuck out to me. I was at my heaviest. I was six-months post partum with Payton and at my lowest of all lows mentally. A few months after that picture was taken I probably only lost ten pounds and then I got preggo with Mr. Bradykins. When I began my true weight loss journey last January I weighed 170, in the picture I was ten pounds heavier. Last month I celebrated my one-year anniversary with TDM, it’s simply crazy that I have been apart of that supportive community for that long now. I am a stronger person and I am so proud of where I am today. When I stared down at my phone looking at the before & after shots I sat there as tears quietly ran down my cheek. I did it. I set a simple goal of getting back to the “old” me, a healthier me and I freaking did it. I am stronger for my babies, I am a happier person and I can say I stuck to a goal for myself.

There are hard days, I am not going to lie. Unlike most who sigh and moan when the instructor says, “it’s a ball day” I let out a sigh or relief, there’s just something joyful about that little green ball. I dread low c-curve and as I make my way up to the barre for thigh work always leaves me guessing. If thigh work wasn’t already hard enough hearing the prompts to sink lower and lift your heels a little higher while having a broken toe and the neighboring effed up toe recovering from surgery always makes me sweat and shake like I have turrets. I always ask myself why the hell I got out of bed and then while doing back dancing listening to Gangnam Style I remember why I love it so much. It pushes you, the instructors motivate you and after 60-minutes you made it through another workout alive with or without making an ass out of yourself.

We have two weeks left on our 60-day challenge and I have been doing mediocre. I promised myself I would attend 3-4 times a week and with each class I attend I give myself a little pat on my back because I still found the time in my hectic schedule to make it there. Lord knows it isn’t easy to balance everything that our day-to-day schedules brings but by taking 60-minutes out of the day for me just brings it all in and for that I am grateful.

Since beginning my weight loss journey with The Dailey Method I have lost 40 pounds, I have gone from a size 12 to a size 6 and I can finally say that since having kids I finally feel like the “old” me pre-kids. Plus or minus the saggy boobs. 😉

What motivates you? Have you checked off a goal lately?