Last time, I talked about how I realized losing weight isn't the same as getting lean, and how skipping strength training can quietly eat away at your muscle. So, I made a decision: it was time to start lifting.
Alongside my usual cardio and the occasional road run, I added weight training into my routine. Here's what changed for me:
- My body started shaping up differently - Instead of just "shrinking," I started noticing definition in places I didn't expect—my arms, my shoulders, my legs.
- I felt stronger, not just smaller - There's a unique kind of confidence that comes from lifting something heavy and realizing your body can handle it.
- My energy levels improved - Strength training gave me a different kind of stamina than cardio alone ever did.
- Recovery days feel more purposeful - Alternating between lifting and running keeps things balanced and keeps me from burning out.
The Little Wins That Keep Me Going
I've learned to appreciate progress that isn't always visible on a scale:
- Adding 5 more pounds to a lift I struggled with last month
- Running a little farther without feeling winded
- Noticing my clothes fit differently, even when my weight hasn't changed much
- Feeling more energized throughout the day instead of drained
These moments matter. They're proof that consistency is working, even when it's quiet.
Of course, none of this would've been half as fun (or consistent) without someone keeping me accountable. More on that in my next post!
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