Okay, if you follow me on Facebook then you have seen this but I figured it was a good place to start.  It was written in October.  I don't know how often I will blog but Mom finally convinced me it was necessary.  Who am I to say that my story can't be used by God to change people.  I am willing and He is more than able.
I have now been on this journey to health and fitness for a year.  I  am in general a very reflective person but holidays, birthdays,  anniversaries, etc. all usually make that especially true.  So I thought  I would write down my story of the past year and some things that God  has taught me about himself and about myself.
                It  all started last year in September.  I tell most people that I just woke  up one morning and thought, “I think I will go join a gym.”  That is  pretty close to the truth but it really happened like this.  I was in  the midst of taking 15 hours of history classes so that I could student  teach the following semester.  Like any typical college students I did  most of my work at night and stayed up playing on my computer  researching or writing.  One night during the last night of September I  started looking at gym websites because I felt a nudge to join a gym.  I  checked out several in the area but landed on the Rush because it was  close and it was open 24 hours.  I clicked on the trial membership  button hoping that just meant that I could go workout for two weeks to  try it out and be left alone until I decided to join.  That was not the  case as I was emailed the next day to set up an appointment to meet with  the sales staff.  I made an appointment but immediately started coming  up with excuses of why I couldn’t go.  I finally emailed the guy and  made up something of why I couldn’t come.  We moved the appointment to  September 30th.  This one I kept and this was the divine appointment God  had set up for me.
                Have you ever been terrified  to even walk in a door?  I care very much what people think of me.  Even  people I don’t know.  I know that people look at fat people and assume  that we are slobs, lazy, and uneducated.  I mean after all, no  intelligent person would let themselves weight 350 pounds.  I go into  any first impression meeting trying to figure out how to counteract  these assumptions.  Going into a gym is a lot worse because almost  everyone there is healthy or at least looks healthy.  I was blessed  however, by meeting a young woman named Katie.  When I sat down to meet  with the sales guy he had Katie come join us as we talked about my goals  and what I was looking for.  She then took me around and showed me some  exercises.  I am all about heart and I feel connections with people  very strongly and very quickly (this is a blessing and a curse).  I felt  this with Katie.  She had eyes that didn’t look at me with shame or  condemnation and she was knowledgeable.  This combined with my inability  to say no to things led me to not only sign a two year contract but to  buy some training sessions.  You have to understand that if I had not  bought these sessions I would not have succeeded.  Hannah plus a  treadmill would not have equaled success.  He knew what was coming down  the road and knew that I needed support and accountability there in that  building where I intended to be completely left alone and isolated.
                 Training is incredibly difficult.  It isn’t just the physical aspect  that is hard and painful but the mental aspect, most days, is my more  difficult challenge.  It really didn’t help any that my second training  session resulted in me passing out for like 5 minutes.  Lucky for me I  never hit the floor as I just kind leaned up against a machine but I  woke up to Katie terrified and the fitness manager getting ready to call  an ambulance.  This is what happens when you don’t prepare for a hard  workout by eating or drinking.  One of my biggest fears in the gym is  throwing up so I hadn’t eaten anything.  I have not made that mistake  again.  I continued to work out with Katie for the next month or so and  then she got promoted to fitness manager for our club.  I was  devastated.  You have to understand that this partnership for me was  like a cancer patient with a trusted doctor.  Here I am dying more and  more every day.  Just destroying my body and this person is sent to save  me.  For that to be taken from me in my mind was a disaster.  Also, my  number one issue in life is that I depend on people more than God.  I am  aware of this problem and I battle it in every single relationship I  enter into.  I have a bad habit of getting very angry with God and  blaming Him any time I lose someone.  So here I was in the same  situation again.  Honestly, I fell apart that day when I got home and  really thought that was the end of my journey already.  One more failed  attempt.  Thank God I was wrong and it was all God that I was wrong.
                 Katie told me that she knew just who she wanted to take over training  me and that this person was like me and she thought we would be a good  fit.  I chose to trust her and give this woman a chance.  I started  training with Amy in November.  She was wonderful.  We got to take the  training to different levels and she knew how to push me at the same  time as encouraging me.  That is a lot harder than it looks. She was not  afraid to be bold and speak the truth and I found another ally in this  battle.  But even more than the training relationship, we developed a  friendship.  I found out that her and her family attended Faith Promise  Church.  I have been struggling with going to church for several years  now.  When you are damaged by a church like I was, it takes a lot of  time to get over it.  Some days I still don’t feel over it.  However,  during all this time I have felt a constant pull to this church.  They  are current and use technology and media to reach people.  It is always  growing and they have a 11:45 service!  She invited me to go with them  and so I did.  I have found a new church home and part of my  relationship with God that had been missing.  It was like a piece of my  heart being restitched.  I got the privilege of working out with Amy for  about 9 months.  During this time I started spinning regularly and fell  in love with it.  I also began jogging.  For me this was unbelievable!   Amy showed me how big of a role fear was playing in my life.  It was a  time where I recognized a problem but still didn’t know how to deal with  it.
                About a month ago I started working out with  Meredith.  This transition, though abrupt, was a lot smoother than the  first one.  I got to know Meredith through spin class.  She is my  favorite instructor.  For me, I want an instructor who is engaged with  the participants, who can correct in the middle of class, who cares  about the little things, and who works with passion and dedication.  All  of these things applied to her.  She got to know me and we had a very  cordial relationship.  She became another part of my support team.  I  even got to train with her once when Amy was on vacation.  Now she is my  trainer soul mate.  I like so much about her as a person as well as a  trainer.  She loves her children fiercely.  She is a wealth of  encouragement and is one of those people who ooze compassion and  kindness. She is a lot like me because she wants to help everyone and  carries their problems on her back.   I had learned all of this and on  the training end I was confident in her abilities.  I was still nervous  because I had to prove myself and how strong I was.  I was still  terrified though to do some things.  I still didn’t trust myself to let  go in some aspects of certain exercises.  A couple of weeks ago our gym  was remodeled and we got a Ring of Fire.  This monstrosity of a machine  involves a lot of pulleys and harness type contraptions where you use  your body as weight or leverage.  It forces you to let go and trust  yourself.  My biggest issue was about to be dealt with.  Sure enough the  first day of training when the gym reopened Meredith had me on that  thing.  Though she was patient with me and my fear, she was still  determined that I was going to do the exercises.  She told me even if we  were there all day I would do it.  It was so hard but I was able to do  it and felt some of that fear slipping away.  It wasn’t so much that I  trusted myself because my body has always tried to kill me.  It was that  I trusted her.  She said my body could handle it.  Her with her many  years of experience training, her with her sessions with me and knowing  my limitations, and mostly her confidence and trust in me.  Knowing that  she knew I could do it, made me know I could do it.
For most of  this entire journey I have had several other women who have been  counselors and advisors to me.  God continues to surround me with  support.  They come in all kinds of people.  I don’t know their  spiritual conditions.   I don’t know if they all have a relationship  with Jesus.  I try everyday when I am there to let Jesus work through  me.  I try to allow Him to show up.  I want them to see Him.  He is the  reason for my success.  Proverbs 11:14 “For lack of guidance a nation  falls, but many advisers make victory sure.”  God has surrounded me with  advisers.  I have had three different trainers and two different  fitness managers.  The only one I haven’t told you about yet is  Christy.  She has been around me for almost the whole journey.  She has a  tremendous amount of wisdom and knowledge about nutrition and fitness.   She is my go to girl with random questions.  She calls me “all-star”  and makes me feel like a million bucks every time she speaks to me.  She  helps me remember to fight the mental battle just as much as my  physical battle.  These women have been my greatest source of  encouragement and support walking around with flesh on.  They each bring  different things to the table that have combined to get me where I am  today.  They even bought me spin shoes.  I honestly can’t imagine my  life without them.  God has used them to show me how important  preparation, discipline, and knowledge are in all aspects of life,  especially my walk with Him.  I had gotten away from spending time with  him and all of my books were fiction.  I wasn’t growing and learning.  I  wasn’t seeking him.  I was just expecting Him to show up when I needed  him and then to go away again.  That isn’t how this thing works.  He  wants all of me.  He wants surrender to him and his purposes.  He wants  me to seek hard after him.
                So that brings  me to now.  I have lost 79 pounds this year.  Not my goal, but a great  amount nonetheless.  An amount that I am very proud of.  But what I am  even more pleased with is the work God has done in me on the inside.   This year has been the second hardest period of my life.  I spent  2 to 3  years dealing with a deep depression and all kinds of related issues.  I  dwelt in darkness and pits that were so dark and deep I couldn’t see  death right in front of my face.  I had no hope for a future or any  happiness.  God got me through that time and showed me a future.  He  showed me that I didn’t need a person to be happy.  That was the major  lesson of that time.  This last year has been about trust.  To prove  that this journey could not have been done without him, he had me do it  in a time of no job, almost no income, and no time.  He chose this year  to flip the motivation and desire switch in my heart and soul.  It  didn’t matter that I had none of those things.  I had Him and he was  (and is) driving me.  Thoughts and issues gain so much power in the  dark.  Would you believe that for so many years I refused to admit that  my weight affected me?  When I was going to counseling I refused to talk  about my weight with my counselor.  I told her it had nothing to do  with my problems.  It stayed in the dark though it was completely  visible for everyone to see.  No more!  With this motivation, God  illuminated my heart and showed me where it has.  How it has made me  work harder and longer to be loved and appreciated because I thought  that is what I had to do to earn love.  My struggle no longer stays in  the dark.  It is not only visible but it is known.  I know what I am  dealing with and God is showing me broken wall by broken wall how it has  imprisoned me these many years.
                That is what God has shown me about me.  He has shown me more about himself.  Here are some things:
1.)    Romans 8:1 “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”
I  have spent a lot of my life being ashamed.  I have felt like I didn’t  live up to the expectations of others because of my weight.  When I talk  to people about my struggles I can see condemnation in their eyes.  It  made me stop talking to people about what I struggle with.  It made me  want to lie.  How was your day?  Fine (Horrible, please love me).  Did  you go to church?  Yes (Nope).  How was your eating this week?  Pretty  good (Please don’t ask specifics!)  God has shown me over the past year  that this is not him.  He loves me for me.  He died for 350 pound  Hannah.  He loves me and has a plan for my future that I can’t even  comprehend.  He is breaking down my desire to cover up and keep stuff in  the dark.  He is light and he is truth.  In Him and in his Truth, I am  set free.
2.)    Romans 8:28 “And we know that in all things God  works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according  to his purpose.”  I can’t see the future.  I don’t know what God has  for me out there.  About a month ago I was living in a pit that I hadn’t  been in in years.  Do you know what it is like to gain victory over  something for several years and then for it to come back with an  intensity that is like it never left?  It is scary.  I was terrified  that I was where was back in college.  The place where I didn’t want to  live and where I had no hope.  I was not losing weight, I had no  teaching job, I had barely any hours at work, I still had no husband or  children, I lived with my parents, and some other random stuff.  I saw  no light.  I told no one this stuff and tried to act like everything was  okay.  I went back to keeping things in the dark.  After crying and  talking with my parents, I surrendered all of this junk to Christ and  admitted that while I only see this, God sees where I am going.  He  knows why I am working at Lifeway and not at a school.  He knows why I  am still not married.  He knows why my weight loss is weird and  inconsistent.  I trust Him.  Just like I did an exercise because  Meredith believed I could do it, I decided to walk my life because God  believed I could do it and had a plan for it.  He trusts me with the  plan he has for me and I have to walk it.  He is working for my good,  not to destroy my dreams.
3.)    2 Timothy 1:7 “For God has not  given us a spirit of fear and of timidity, but of power, love, and  self-discipline.”  Along with 1 John 4:8 “There is no fear in 
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perfect love  drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment” God is driving  out my fear with love.  His love is giving me peace and peace is  driving out the fear and anxiousness I feel.  Part of what is showing me  this is the love of my trainers.  Katie, Amy, Meredith, and Christy  want the best for me and my life.  They have a love for me and a hope  for me and that helps drive out my fear.  So much more does God love me  and his love is so consuming there is no room for fear.  It tries to  creep up on me but I am getting better at recognizing it and bringing it  to God.  He is freeing me from a prison I never knew existed.
4.)     Philippians 1:6 “And I am sure that God, who began the good work within  you, will continue his work until is finally finished on that day when  Christ Jesus comes back again.”  My journey is not over.  I have a long  way to go.  120 more pounds in the physical fitness journey.  But in my  spiritual journey I have a lot to work on.  God is working in me right  now.  I feel a building in my spirit.  I feel like he is doing a mighty  work.  I just have to continue to be yielded to him.  I have to keep  standing in him.  As long as I stand in Him, he will continue to give me  the strength to walk this road and when I can’t he will be there.  This  isn’t over and I don’t want it to be over.  I want to be the woman God  created me to be.  I am working on it .  After all, He isn’t finished  with me yet.
Thanks for taking the time to read this  ramble of a story.  I write what is in my heart and this is what I have  been thinking about over the past few days.  The bottom lines are  these:  God is not finished with my transformation yet, and I am not  just talking about my physical transformation.  God uses the strangest  things and the most eclectic use of people to get you where he wants  you.  God gives you the support you need when you need it.  God died for  me (and you) so that we could live in freedom, not bondage.  Trust  Him!  Don’t know this God?  Ask.  He loves you and so do I!