Tonight marks the last day of my 20s. I’ll be honest. It’s bittersweet.

Part of me is FREAKING OUT. The other part is asking, “DOES THIS MEAN I’M A GROWN UP NOW?”

I don’t know who to listen to.

In true big girl style, my last meal of my 20s went like this: peanut butter straight out of the jar with chocolate chips, water and a late night trip for froyo.

This past year has not gone as I planned/wished/hoped. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. I’ve just been re-evaluating my priorities and need to figure out where all the pieces of the puzzle fit.

Where do I focus my time? Efforts? Energy? This is big time grown up shit, people!

Oh, and my ankle gave me a birthday present: an MRI appointment next week. Lovely.


Before I bid my twenties adieu, let’s review my 29 things to do before 30:

  • Continue to work out, eat better, get healthy. – meh. kinda sorta. See every post I’ve written about injuries in the past year.
  • Run a marathon. Shit.
  • Run a half marathon without walking. Shit.
  • Run 100 miles in a month. See above.
  • Run/walk/bike/elliptical/etc 1000 miles in 2012. See above.
  • Run a race in at least 3 different states – check. check. check.
  • Do a duathlon, triathlon or “extreme” race.
  • Complete my work’s Get Well Incentive Program. Holler! I’ll be getting a HSA bonus!
  • Go vegetarian or vegan at least once a week.
  • Write more.Yes. And No.
  • Take a class (or attend a conference). Checkity Check!
  • Network with education professionals- YES!
  • Complete a 365 project. Ha. That’s funny.
  • Document 2012 weekly using my Instax. See above.
  • Make pretty thingsI’ve been knitting/crocheting up a storm!
  • Pay down debt. Making some progress. Still not great, but ok.
  • Create a budget. Ummm…
  • Support local and/or small businessesI could do better.
  • Family time. 
  • Help people. 
  • Friends. Make time for those who truly matter. Reconnect.
  • Faith. Pray. Worship. Devotion. But I should do better.
  • De-Clutter.
  • Find and settle in to an amazing apartment.
  • Get a tattoo… JANUARY!
  • Read. Catch up on RSS feeds. Read books. Read the paper. Read blogs. Avoid JSOnline comments. Those bitches be nasty. And I can’t stay away.
  • Travel. Bonus points if travel involves any of the following: Road trip, Besties, Running, Airplanes, Booze. Wish there were more trips.
  • Make time for me. 
  • Laugh. It’s the best medicine.

Ok, now that I look at the list, I did ok. But I know I could do better.

Where’s the 30 things to do before 31? I’m not ready to look forward to the first year of my 30s just yet. I feel like I’m still finding myself. I need to do more reflection before I plot out the next few years of my life!

My life is a sitcom, part 1324807

Today, I high-fived my trainer when he was trying to fist-bump me for running 5 miles this weekend without walking.

Later, while delirious from the ass-kicking workout, I got his dog and child’s names mixed up…which must have really confused him when I said he could put Lucas (dog) in a baby bjorn and walk around the gym. And that Lucas’ first words would be “Give me 5 more.”

Then there’s this:

Trainer: I have a feeling bad things are going to be said about me online tonight.
Me: That’s a possibility.

Mostly, I just had an awkward session. Because I’m awkward.


UPDATE: 28 things to do before 29

We’re 6.5 months into my 29th year of life and I figured it’s about time for an update on my 28 things to do before 29. Here’s a reminder:

  • um… I need to get on this pronto.
  • I moved. I’m now living in limbo.
  • see above
  • Yay! Beep can shake (left paw) and kick (right paw).
  • Officially postponed to year 30. But I’m doing like 3 or 4 half marathons, so that’s gotta count for something.
  • I have a couple of ideas… still pondering location
  • I have concepts but no formal proposal
  • I don’t think this is going to happen. I may need to change this goal to do 100 miles of activity in 1 month.
  • Working on this.
  • I have a couple of leads.
  • Something tells me this won’t happen any time soon. (sadsies)
  • Check! I took a Citizen’s Police Academy class!
  • Check! Just spent a long weekend visiting my sister, and my parents and brother and I have monthly game nights planned.
  • fail.
  • I still have time. Unless one of you guys wants to buy this for me.
  • Been doing pretty good at this as of late.
  • Check for acupuncture. Uncheck for yoga.
  • Check! Update for FitMilwaukee.com coming soon!
  • I need to do this more.
  • Checkity check!
  • Getting better at this – try to take SM breaks on weekends.
  • I’m so much better at saying NO to others and YES to me.
  • Check!
  • Check!
  • I’m so good at hacking, just not creating.
  • I don’t have the program to do this. But I really really really want to.
  • All my stuff is in boxes.
  • every.damn.day.

Update: I had this set up as OL (numbered list) but apparently, it doesn’t want to play that way. suck it.

How Social Media (@dailymile @twitter @facebook) saved my life

Social media saved my life.

I’m not being melodramatic. I’m completely serious. Social media saved my life. No, I didn’t get lost only to be found with the help of friends on Twitter and an iPhone app. I didn’t use social media to help me figure out what terminal disease I had. Social media did so much more.

Social media saved my life in a way I could have never imagined. Social media encouraged me to take better care of myself. Social media guilted me into working out. Social media introduced me to some amazing people. Social media used these people to make me a better Amy Kant.

I know I’m not the only person to meet life-long friends through social media. When I first joined Facebook in college (it debuted at UWM my senior year), I never thought it would be more than a tool for me to reconnect with friends and coworkers. When I joined Twitter in 2006 (or was it 2007?), I didn’t expect it to introduce me to the most amazing people I’ve ever met (If I were to list all of you, this post would never end, so consider yourself tagged). When I joined DailyMile in January, I thought it would simply be a place for me to log my exercise. And when I started this blog, my only intention was for it to serve as a diary of sorts, where I could document my journey to being a better me.

They saved my life.

I know that if it weren’t for Twitter and DailyMile, my life would be fast-tracking to a bad place. I was on a downward spiral to dying young. I was 100+ pounds overweight. I couldn’t walk up a flight of stairs without running out of breath. I had a hard time tying my shoes. I ate too much. I never exercised. I always drove even if my destination was nearby. I ate what I wanted when I wanted and ate my food so fast I rarely enjoyed it. I frequently enjoyed greasy, fatty foods with little regard to their calorie counts. I drank tons of (diet) soda and coffee. I always had some type of snack at my desk. Second or third or fourth helpings were always a possibility. Usually, they were a probability. I hated going places with friends where I would have to walk with them because I knew I would have a hard time keeping up without losing my breath. I wore dark colored clothes so I wouldn’t draw attention to myself. I tried to stand in the back of group photos. I tried to be the happy fat girl. I wanted to not care about my outward appearance. I saw a therapist semi-regularly. I was bloated. I saw a bleak, lonely future. I was anemic. I had hypothyroidism. I had high blood pressure. I needed to get tested for sleep apnea. I was tired. I was scared. I was 27 years old. I was dying.

Now, while many of these statements are still true to some extent, I can confidently say that I am no longer dying. I’ve lost 13 pounds. I’ve lost 18.5 inches. I’m working out 5-6 days a week. I did a 5k. I’m training for a half marathon. I can walk up a flight of stairs without reaching for my inhaler. I walk if my destination is less than 1.5-2 miles away. I’m cutting back on the unhealthy food choices, in favor of eating better and in smaller quantities. My desk snacks are organic fruit strips or granola. Third or fourth helpings are out of the question. I quit soda and caffeine, except for the occasional coffee or Sprite Zero. My clothes are falling off. My therapy appointments are few and far between. My blood pressure is back to normal. I have hope. I see a brighter future.

How did social media save my life?

It was my Twitter friends who encouraged me to see the doctor when I was freezing cold and exhausted all the time last fall. It was the “you need to change your life” talk with my doctor. It was seeing all the DailyMile posts feeding to my friends’ Twitter and Facebook pages. It was FitMilwaukeeIt was you.

You inspired me. You encouraged me. You blogged about your own fitness journeys. You encouraged me to join DailyMile. You made me want to be a better person. Yes, you. You all did that. I would marry you if polygamy was legal. I am so humbled and extremely grateful for Twitter, DailyMile, Facebook and all of you bloggers. You are the catalyst that jumpstarted my life. You made me feel alive again.

Thank you, from the deepest depths of my heart. I wouldn’t have started this journey (or kept with it) if it weren’t for each of you. I owe you my life. #truth

Weigh In Wednesday: Life is good edition

Sometimes God completely surprises you

Just a month ago, we found out my Aunt/Godmother had been upgraded to active on the donor registry. Because there are so many people across the country needing a liver, we expected to wait a long time (2-3 years) for her to get a cadaver liver. We wondered how far Janice’s disease might progress while she waited for a liver. When her doctors spoke of the possibility of a living donor transplant, two people stepped forward to be tested to determine if they could donate half their liver to Janice so she wouldn’t have to wait so long.

Then completely out of the blue, the Mayo Clinic called my aunt last night to tell her they had a liver that was a near perfect match for her. The surgery began this morning and was completed by early afternoon. Blood and bile began flowing immediately in the new liver as soon as it was hooked up. The surgeon was very pleased with how well the surgery went. Janice did not even need to receive any units of blood or blood products which is highly unusual. She is still in Transplant ICU but may be transferred to a room in the Transplant wing as soon as tomorrow. As with any transplant patient, the next two days are crucial.

God is GOOD. Our prayers have been answered!!!

In case you were wondering, Janice is one of my family members I’m run/walking a half marathon for in July. Mile 13 is dedicated to her. She has ulcerative colitis plus the degenerative liver disease. Both are autoimmune diseases. I am so thankful God has blessed her and all of us with such a precious gift. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers… as well as for the family of the person who died and ultimately saved her life. If you are not a registered organ donor, I urge you to consider registering and telling your family and friends your wishes. You could help save a life! In Wisconsin, you can now register as an organ donor online.

April is Donate Life month, too! Every year, people across the U.S. make a special effort to celebrate the tremendous generosity of those who have saved lives by becoming organ, tissue, marrow, and blood donors and to encourage more Americans to follow their fine example. Learn more about Donate Life Month here.

Update on my health

I had a checkup with my doctor this week to see where things were with my blood pressure and thyroid counts. The good news? My blood pressure was 128/84! I don’t have to get it checked for another 6 months. The bad news? My thyroid counts went up again so they increased my meds again. I’m honestly not surprised that my counts were high again. I have been feeling crappy again – low energy, cold – lately and I am anxiously waiting for the meds to kick in!

And now… drumroll please…

I gained .2 lbs this week (aka no change)… BUT I lost 5.75 inches in the past 4 weeks. My grand total is 12.8 lbs lost and 18.5 inches lost in 12 weeks! While I’m very happy with those numbers, I’m a little disappointed that I haven’t lost more weight in 12 weeks. I’ve been working out 4-6 days a week and have tried to be smarter with my food choices. I’ll just have to work harder!