By Amanda Weaver
“So, a little over year ago (January 2016) I promised myself my 30s would be the best years of my life (I’m 31 now) and while that promise started out good it started to faulter at some point around midway through the year, or earlier… Who’s counting? I wasn’t getting support at home and I was struggling to deal with the stressors coming at me from life and work while trying to manage housework and kids and all the activities in between.
My journey really officially began this past October (2016) and I made a commitment to myself that I would get healthier because in December I would be given the diagnosis of hypothyroid disease, although the exact disease hasn’t been determined just yet. I’d realized not long after that that I’d been suffering from this for the last 14 years probably, with my first pregnancy triggering symptoms.
Three kids later my symptoms kicked up and I couldn’t get rid of weight and I’d gain it even though I was careful about what I was eating and was working out but nothing “super serious”. I’d go to Body Pump two to three times a week and meet my trainer once a week but being “all in” still wasn’t there although it was becoming more routine for me to go.
