Mobility-Shmility

So in my last post I mentioned that I've had some issues with mobility.  I figured I'd go into it in some more detail today.

It started a bit over three years ago if I remember right (but keeping track of time is something I have never excelled in)  I started falling down.  At first a few times a week, and I thought, "Man I am really getting clumsy" and would laugh it off.  But then it started happening every day.  Then multiple times a day.  Then up to 12 or 13 times a day.  The weird thing was that I wouldn't get light headed, or feel weak before it happened, there would literally be no warning.  My legs would just collapse and I would fall.  I fell in the shower, I fell down stairs, I fell in the street, it didn't matter where I was.  I'm just really lucky I didn't break something or get hit by a car (bruises scrapes and bumps I had a plenty though!)  It got to the point that for my own safety they put me in a wheelchair while they tried to figure out what was going on, I became affectionately known as a "medical mystery"

They did tests,

And theorized that it could possibly be a rare strain of Epilepsy, so I started on meds and got to wear a fancy bracelet.

But I kept falling, and they couldn't explain why.  I stayed in that chair for too long, I hated it.  I told a nurse, "I don't want to feel handicap"  she replied, "But hunny, you ARE handicap!"  That was it.  THAT was the moment.

I created a new mantra for myself, "I am strong, and I CAN WALK!"  I said it over and over and over day in and day out.  I switched from a wheelchair to a walker (I was pimping granny style) and used that for a long time.  I was walking with help, but I was also still falling.  I kept up with my mantra and started working with a physical therapist.  My legs slowly started to get stronger, and I started to fall less.  Eventually I was strong enough where I could switch to a crutch (a.k.a. my "wacking stick").  I used the crutch for about a year, and continued to fall less and less.  Then one day, I stopped falling.
Soon after I retired my wacking stick.

Eventually they pulled me off of the epilepsy medication, when after much back and forth they decided I didn't actually have the disease. I continued not to fall.  The Dr's basically said, "Huh, that's weird that you fell like that for so long and have now stopped falling.  But good that you've stopped falling!  So.... yea... as long as there's nothing else, have a good life!"  And I haven't heard from them sense.  As I said, medical mystery.

But the important thing is that it's been almost 7 months sense I fell, and I'm completely off of all Epilepsy medication.  I  have full mobility, I walk several kilometers every day, Work out at a gym, I can even run now!  (short short distances, but it's something)  The only thing that holds me back now is unrelated Fibromyalgia pains.

So there it is, the rant of why I was in a wheelchair.

Yea.

Love,
Mango Kitty

I'm Not Preggo!!!!!! X(

So yesterday I got hit with a major blow to my self esteem.  I went to the grocery store to get some cat food, veggies, meat, all that good kind of stuff.  As I was leaving a man asked me if he could carry my grocery bags to the car for me.  I said "No thanks, I'm walking."  He then replied, "Should you really carry all of those groceries home when you're so pregnant?"  THA FUCK???

Needless to say I cried the whole way home and for a good period of time after as well.  I don't think I look pregnant, and everyone I've told has said that THEY don't think I look pregnant.  So either this guy was delusional, or just being a dick.  Regardless it hurt my feelings and shook my confidence.  But you know what?  Screw him.  And screw all the other people who have asked if I'm pregnant.  (because there's been a few!)  I've accomplished a lot.  A lot more than other people have.  Yes I'm still overweight, but I'm working on it.  And Yes I still have some problems with mobility but I'm not in a fucking wheelchair anymore, so they can kiss my dimply ass!!!

I AM MANGO KITTY!!!  HEAR ME RAWR!!!!!!!!

few, got that out of my system!  Anyhoo I feel a lot better about the whole situation today,  just have to remind myself about how far I've come and try not to let it get me down!

Onward to awesome!

Love,
Mango Kitty

Rewards!

Ok so Cookies may not be the smartest reward for exercising, but the concept is spot on.  Here is my list of weight loss rewards!

113kg - New Nail Polish
110kg - Flowers
107kg - Guitar Sheet Music
105kg - New makeup
103kg - Spa Night
99kg - PAAAARTY!!!!
97kg - Clothes shopping
95kg - New Tea
93kg - Go to the movies
90kg - Jewelry
87kg - Out to Dinner
85kg - Piano Sheet Music
83kg -  Get my hair cut by someone who actually  knows what they're doing!
80kg - Clothes Shopping
77kg - Spa Night
75kg - GOAL!  NEW TATTOO!!!

Yea it's a long list, but I still have A LOT of weight to loose, and with consistency the list will get shorter and shorter till POOF!  gone! Ah what a lovely day that will be.

Now I must shower, worked out my upper body today at the gym and I'm sweeeeaaattyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!! Yuck!

Love,
Mango Kitty

Everyone Starts somewhere

I am chronically intimidated by people at the gym.  If there are more than 5 people there at a time (mind you I go to a VERY small gym) I get panicky.  I start thinking, "I can't do this, I look like a fool, they're in such good shape, they must be laughing at me".  But then I stop and remind myself that they didn't START OUT being in great shape.  They had to work for it.  Just like I'm working for it.  And the fact that I'm sitting here, grunting and sweating while I kick my own ass is awesome.  And anyone who can't see that is stupid.  (Very mature thinking, I know)

Right now I'm lifting 3 days a week, and am actually starting to enjoy it.  Even look forward to it!  (which is something I never EVER thought I would say)  I'm waiting for the pool to open again (August 25th) so I can increase my workouts to alternating between lifting and swimming 5 days a week, and give myself the weekends off.  Swimming is great, because it's the one form of exercise I can do that doesn't cause me pain.  Plus it will be good for me to practice, sense I'm an awkward swimmer. (I had a friend try to teach me the "correct" breast stroke once.  She said "put your hands together like you're praying".  I did, and I sank.)

Exercising has started becoming a habit, which is great, but my eating has been sub-par. So I'm trying out "MyFitnessPal". 

You log all your food and it calculates calories, protein, fat, carbs, all that good stuff for you.  I've spent this first week eating like normal and just logging everything as I go.  Man do I need to be more conscious about what I put in my mouth! 

3 more days till check in!

Love,
Mango Kitty

Welcome!

The concept isn't new, the idea of someone being overweight almost all their lives is not shocking anymore.  Depressing, yes. Shocking, no.

I created this blog as a way for ME to be accountable, consistent, and HONEST as I start on the journey of me getting healthy.

Some basics about me:

I am 2 days and 28 years old.
I am a smoker of 12 years.
I am morbidly obese at 114.6kg
I have a body fat % of over 56%.
I have fibromyalgia.
I am Gluten and Lactose intolerant.
I am a suger-holic.
I have lost 10kg.

On the first of every month, I will be doing a complete "check in" including weight, measurements, body fat % and BMI.  I will also be including video and picture updates of my progress.

If anyone is interested in following my workouts, feel free to check me out on www.Fitocracy.com My profile name is (surprise surprise: MangoKitty)
(Fitocracy is actually the best website I've ever found EVER.  If your interested in fitness, check this place out!  They have an app too!)

I'm excited this journey, I'm excited about being HEALTHY!  About feeling GOOD IN MY SKIN!  About being PROUD when I see myself in pictures, instead of wishing I had hidden from the camera!  I am going to be a Mango Warrior.  NOTHING WILL STOP MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Love,
Mango Kitty