Wow, what a difference 2 years make! For those who don't know, I will give you a quick run-down of the past 24 months in our lives.
Jan 1, 2011: Job Change
My wonderful husband, Brent, took a new job in Atlanta, and we would finally be back near family. One tiny problem...he had to start immediately which left me with a 15 and 4-year-old alone at home to remodel and sell our house in Louisiana. We spent the next eight, long, stressful months apart, and the blog would have to wait.
Summer 2011: Complete Chaos
The house was sold. No, it wasn't. Yes, it was. No, it wasn't. Yes, it was! That left us only 2 weeks to find a house in Georgia and 2 weeks to move and 2 weeks before school started. I wouldn't wish that on anyone.
August 2011: The Move is On
I should have known that Brent would get called out to fly while the movers were unloading the truck in Georgia. Heck, I had done everything up to then myself, what's a little more? (You HAVE to keep your sense of humor during stress like this!)
September 2011: Settled At Last
We sort of settled in to a routine, but the last 8 months would finally begin to take their toll on me.
Those who have followed me know I had dropped close to 60 pounds in the Fall of 2008 and into 2009. That is when I began my changing my lifestyle, transforming my nutrition and exercise and starting to growing a lot of our own food. But trying to sell a house you are remodeling and living in throws all of that out the window. Sure I was getting plenty of exercise, but eating Taco Bell 4 nights a week is anything but healthy. I miraculously maintained within 6-7 pounds up until the move.
Then something terrible happened. My low back began plaguing me again, and I found out I had 3 ruptured vertebrae. And then my knees started acting crazy. I found out I had patellar tracking disorder. I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia and severe insomnia. I am not even 40, and I seemed to be falling apart.
So without giving you all the details here (saving some of that for later posts) I have been through a lot of doctors and therapy in the last 18 months. The fibromyalgia and insomnia are basically gone, and the back and knees are strong enough to start some serious rehab. I am 23 pounds heavier than my lowest weight I achieved in 2009, and I have lost LOTS of muscle strength. I have miles yet to go.
But Today is a New Day! I am finally back on track and want to share my journey, ups, and downs with you all: more recipes, more fitness, more gardening (you won't believe what my father and I have been up to), and more ways to truly enjoy life. We will eat, laugh, and live along the way. I am so glad you have hung in there, and welcome to all who are new. Trust me the best is yet to come!
Hungry, Happy, and Back on My Way to Healthy,