What a great way to start the New Year!
Let me explain. I am a Weight Watcher. Really. I go to meetings - the whole bit. I had a meeting yesterday - December 30. Yikes. So soon after Christmas? So soon after the parties, the sweets, the buffets? I didn't want to go but, well, I have a relative that goes to the same meeting. I would get a text - "Where were you?" Not a chastising text, mind you. But she supports me. So I went.
"Let's see - you lost 3.5 pounds this week," Said our leader. "So if I subtract this number from your start weight... YOU GET A STAR!!"
Yep, folks. I've lost a bit over 5 pounds in four weeks. It hasn't been easy. And I did have a stomach bug for a day or two. But, wow! Five pounds!
And, even though it is such a small amount, some clothes feel a bit more loose. I feel a bit more energy. I feel a bit more happier. And that was before I knew about the loss.
We got a family gift of a Wii for Christmas. My son and I have done Wii Resort almost every night since Christmas day. It isn't a lot, but it is up for 30 minutes or so.
My next Wii purchase will be Wii Fit. I am so excited because the Fit Board is for people up to 300 pounds. I don't weigh that - but I will offer this - I weigh more than the 250 limit that is on my treadmill.
So all in all, I think my year is off to a positive start!
Have a safe and happy new year! And thanks for you support in 2010.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Out with the old
Wow. What a difference a week makes. Not much of a difference, but a difference nonetheless. You see, I figured while I was cleaning up the clutter in me, I would also clean up the clutter in my home. I have to say, I am embarrassed by the amounts of junk I have allowed to amass over the years. I spent the last 5 days (along with the help of my son and two of his friends) hauling stuff to the dumpster. And I have decided if I ever write weight loss self-help books, the second one is to be titled “Taking it to the Curb” (The first one I haven’t written yet is called “You Can Buy a Thong in 6X but You Really Probably Shouldn’t” But of course, that is another story for another day. I have a friend who thought that was a rude title, that heavy people should be allowed to wear thongs. I replied they can but I would never and I’m not near 6X but felt that a thong would be lost on me – both aesthetically and physically. But, again, a different story, a different day.)
Gone or to be tossed are things I haven’t used, things I don’t think I’ll ever use, things I cannot recognize as anything of use, broken things and parts of things that are separated from the other parts. If I find those other parts later, those will be gone too. I will take some to places in need but you know, I am finding these places less than needy this time of year which is either a good thing or a bad thing. If I cannot pass along my gently used things I will toss them.
So it is with weight loss and healthy eating. I have to kick to the curb – what I am now calling my proverbial dumpster – those foods which like those on my house, are junk, things that I cannot recognize as having any use. A burger and fries are not good fuel. My one-step-away-from-an-IV-drip use of Diet Coke is not good at hydrating me. Gently used me has to be cast away and re awakened as new and improved.
Thank you for reading this. It helps that people are interested, care and are ‘listening’.
Gone or to be tossed are things I haven’t used, things I don’t think I’ll ever use, things I cannot recognize as anything of use, broken things and parts of things that are separated from the other parts. If I find those other parts later, those will be gone too. I will take some to places in need but you know, I am finding these places less than needy this time of year which is either a good thing or a bad thing. If I cannot pass along my gently used things I will toss them.
So it is with weight loss and healthy eating. I have to kick to the curb – what I am now calling my proverbial dumpster – those foods which like those on my house, are junk, things that I cannot recognize as having any use. A burger and fries are not good fuel. My one-step-away-from-an-IV-drip use of Diet Coke is not good at hydrating me. Gently used me has to be cast away and re awakened as new and improved.
Thank you for reading this. It helps that people are interested, care and are ‘listening’.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Do I fail even if I try?
I will just come out with - I have had a bad couple of weeks.
I know I have to lose weight - for so many reasons. But these last few weeks have been hard. Anyone with me on that?
I'm sure it has to do with stress - I eat when I am stressed and I think I've addressed that. And I mean I eat. I come from a family of addicts - mostly alcohol and tobacco - and I've always patted myself on the back for not 'drinking' and not 'smoking'. Of course all the while I was patting myself with one hand, I was shoveling a Big Mac in my mouth with the other. It is wicked, addiction. And I may touch more on my personal demon of food in a later blog.
But currently, I have circled my proverbial wagons. In large part due to people who aren't me who care about people who are me.
I have a great friend - Rose - who gave me on my birthday something called Get Your Skinny which is NOT a meal replacement but a vitamin packed powder that you mix with water and make a pudding that you can use at snack time. My health care provider was impressed with what it did and didn't have and gave me the go ahead to use it. She (Rose) also gave me something called Personal Trainer in a Box which are cards you can use - with instruction - to exercise either at home or at the gym.
My sister in law talked me into going to Weight Watchers again. So I did sign up. I have had success with that in the past. There is a new improved plan I understand.
And - I have another group of friends that exercise at another's house three times a week and I was invited there.
In short - I have no more excuses not to saddle up again. It's all very hard and I know you all know it's very hard. We all fall on this road of better eating. We all would prefer the french fries to the baked potato, the apple pie to the apple. The stuffing to the turkey.
But - stick with me - we can get through this.
I know I have to lose weight - for so many reasons. But these last few weeks have been hard. Anyone with me on that?
I'm sure it has to do with stress - I eat when I am stressed and I think I've addressed that. And I mean I eat. I come from a family of addicts - mostly alcohol and tobacco - and I've always patted myself on the back for not 'drinking' and not 'smoking'. Of course all the while I was patting myself with one hand, I was shoveling a Big Mac in my mouth with the other. It is wicked, addiction. And I may touch more on my personal demon of food in a later blog.
But currently, I have circled my proverbial wagons. In large part due to people who aren't me who care about people who are me.
I have a great friend - Rose - who gave me on my birthday something called Get Your Skinny which is NOT a meal replacement but a vitamin packed powder that you mix with water and make a pudding that you can use at snack time. My health care provider was impressed with what it did and didn't have and gave me the go ahead to use it. She (Rose) also gave me something called Personal Trainer in a Box which are cards you can use - with instruction - to exercise either at home or at the gym.
My sister in law talked me into going to Weight Watchers again. So I did sign up. I have had success with that in the past. There is a new improved plan I understand.
And - I have another group of friends that exercise at another's house three times a week and I was invited there.
In short - I have no more excuses not to saddle up again. It's all very hard and I know you all know it's very hard. We all fall on this road of better eating. We all would prefer the french fries to the baked potato, the apple pie to the apple. The stuffing to the turkey.
But - stick with me - we can get through this.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
In the Winter of my Life?
I don't think so.
By the time you read this, I will have turned 50. And you know, it isn't such a big deal.
I know, I know. I am over the proverbial hill. So, I do, without much doubt, probably have more years behind me than ahead. But the years behind? I can only remember a few, but were they memorable.
Like four. Who doesn't remember four? I was in Kindergarten (an early starter) and I will tell you, it was nothing like today's Kindergarten. All I had to do was nap, play nice, share and eat my snack. The only lessons? Well, there was math. I was allowed only one cookie but if I brought cookies and there were 15 in the class and the pack had 25 cookies, 10 were going home. There was reading. We didn't so much read as we looked at this massive picture book and decided what Dick and Jane were doing. And there was recess. Now, I have to give credit to recess. In that little time frame, a person learns time management, sharing and delegation.
I also remember seven. Seven was the year my older brother joined the Army. He really never moved home again and I must say, I was devastated. While I would do four again, I don't think I would do seven again.
I would however take another stab at 7 going on 8. In August of that year (1968) my parents thought it would be fun to pack my other brother and I up and take us to New Mexico. We went via Florida and across Texas. We went home up through Colorado. In no particular order, I saw caves, a tarantula, a bald eagle, buffalo freely roaming, NASA, the Alamo, the aftermath of a hurricane, a scorpion and stars so big and huge, I was sure I could touch them. And we went to the World's Fair.
Also in 1968? My beautiful niece was born. What a firecracker she was and still is.
Sixteen was pretty memorable. I got my license... followed by losing my insurance because of an accident...or two. Sigh. On the flip side, I did go to New York that year with my high school band. And another trip my senior year to march in DC.
College was a fantastic time for me, after I got used to it. I was able to reach so much more than I ever dreamed possible. And I found out I was a bit smarter than my high school grades indicated as I missed Dean's List by the breadth of the required GPA.
And 49? I cannot tell you what my sister gave me at 49. A girls week involving a bridge, some elk and the great north. Thank you.
Married now, with three wonderful kids and 5 fantastic grand kids, why, indeed would I begrudge 50? I have done more in my first well, 8 years than most do in a lifetime. I have a full life behind me and I anticipate likewise ahead.
You cannot look at age as a reflection of who you are or what you can or cannot do. Age really is just a number and I have had, looking back, an amazing life of opportunities and 50 allows me to see that.
No - 50 is not a period on the story of my life, it is but a comma.
By the time you read this, I will have turned 50. And you know, it isn't such a big deal.
I know, I know. I am over the proverbial hill. So, I do, without much doubt, probably have more years behind me than ahead. But the years behind? I can only remember a few, but were they memorable.
Like four. Who doesn't remember four? I was in Kindergarten (an early starter) and I will tell you, it was nothing like today's Kindergarten. All I had to do was nap, play nice, share and eat my snack. The only lessons? Well, there was math. I was allowed only one cookie but if I brought cookies and there were 15 in the class and the pack had 25 cookies, 10 were going home. There was reading. We didn't so much read as we looked at this massive picture book and decided what Dick and Jane were doing. And there was recess. Now, I have to give credit to recess. In that little time frame, a person learns time management, sharing and delegation.
I also remember seven. Seven was the year my older brother joined the Army. He really never moved home again and I must say, I was devastated. While I would do four again, I don't think I would do seven again.
I would however take another stab at 7 going on 8. In August of that year (1968) my parents thought it would be fun to pack my other brother and I up and take us to New Mexico. We went via Florida and across Texas. We went home up through Colorado. In no particular order, I saw caves, a tarantula, a bald eagle, buffalo freely roaming, NASA, the Alamo, the aftermath of a hurricane, a scorpion and stars so big and huge, I was sure I could touch them. And we went to the World's Fair.
Also in 1968? My beautiful niece was born. What a firecracker she was and still is.
Sixteen was pretty memorable. I got my license... followed by losing my insurance because of an accident...or two. Sigh. On the flip side, I did go to New York that year with my high school band. And another trip my senior year to march in DC.
College was a fantastic time for me, after I got used to it. I was able to reach so much more than I ever dreamed possible. And I found out I was a bit smarter than my high school grades indicated as I missed Dean's List by the breadth of the required GPA.
And 49? I cannot tell you what my sister gave me at 49. A girls week involving a bridge, some elk and the great north. Thank you.
Married now, with three wonderful kids and 5 fantastic grand kids, why, indeed would I begrudge 50? I have done more in my first well, 8 years than most do in a lifetime. I have a full life behind me and I anticipate likewise ahead.
You cannot look at age as a reflection of who you are or what you can or cannot do. Age really is just a number and I have had, looking back, an amazing life of opportunities and 50 allows me to see that.
No - 50 is not a period on the story of my life, it is but a comma.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
It's-all-about-food season!
It is that time of year. We have fallen back on the clock, frost is patched on our lawns and windshields, smoke from chimneys trickle upward. Apples dot the ground. It really is beautiful.
And we start in now with all the smells, sights and tastes that remind us of childhood perhaps, or college. Or some first - whether it be a Barbie, a kiss or baby. It's all about getting back to familiar and this time of year is really hard for me motivation and healthy eating wise. I am very happy wrapped in a blanket with a big mug of some cream based or cheese based soup watching a movie. Not moving.
I think I am going to have to get creative this year. I promised my son a more festive Christmas. I can't be eating if I'm decorating and I am thinking that if housework can be considered exercise, so can getting into the holiday spirit.
I don't much like outdoor activities in the winter - the cold hurts at my age. But I do have equipment at home.
And the soups? I think I can adjust them. A few years ago I knocked down the calorie and fat count of cheeseburger soup by going fat free and low fat with much of the ingredients and I couldn't tell a difference.
But starting with Thanksgiving and coasting through New Year's Day, I think I am going to have to do some serious work. I am trying to be hopeful. And I am hopeful for you too. I think we can do it!
And we start in now with all the smells, sights and tastes that remind us of childhood perhaps, or college. Or some first - whether it be a Barbie, a kiss or baby. It's all about getting back to familiar and this time of year is really hard for me motivation and healthy eating wise. I am very happy wrapped in a blanket with a big mug of some cream based or cheese based soup watching a movie. Not moving.
I think I am going to have to get creative this year. I promised my son a more festive Christmas. I can't be eating if I'm decorating and I am thinking that if housework can be considered exercise, so can getting into the holiday spirit.
I don't much like outdoor activities in the winter - the cold hurts at my age. But I do have equipment at home.
And the soups? I think I can adjust them. A few years ago I knocked down the calorie and fat count of cheeseburger soup by going fat free and low fat with much of the ingredients and I couldn't tell a difference.
But starting with Thanksgiving and coasting through New Year's Day, I think I am going to have to do some serious work. I am trying to be hopeful. And I am hopeful for you too. I think we can do it!
Monday, November 1, 2010
New Shoes!
Walking just got a whole lot better. Wait. Before I tell you that, I have to tell you a story. We were, until today, a one paycheck family. (I started a new job today, but that isn't the story!) I am sure most of you know, one paycheck doesn't go far.
I had intended to buy a pair of shoes and join Weight Watchers this week. I am doing OK with the dieting save for a piece of birthday cake for my son's birthday and an occasional chip. But, because I have so much to loose, I am afraid I will get frustrated down the road. I had also planned to buy new shoes for walking. Up till three days ago, my shoes were the average white tennis shoes. Not conducive to walking.
But, as fate and bills and birthdays will have it, there wasn't enough to do either one. Sigh. Enter a bit of luck
I entered a contest that is a weekly thing on our local radio station. If you find the entry blank on the website, you can enter and maybe, just maybe, you will win a 100.00 mall wide gift certificate.
Well, I won!!! The day I entered!!!
So, it was with great joy - no kidding - great joy - that I bought a pair of LA Gear Walk and Tone shoes. My feet love me now. I am currently walking a mile, but with these shoes, plan to up that in the next week or so.
I am not an expert on exercise or that sort of thing but I will tell you this - a loaded ipod and a good pair of walking shoes will make all the difference to you!
Thanks for staying with me!
I had intended to buy a pair of shoes and join Weight Watchers this week. I am doing OK with the dieting save for a piece of birthday cake for my son's birthday and an occasional chip. But, because I have so much to loose, I am afraid I will get frustrated down the road. I had also planned to buy new shoes for walking. Up till three days ago, my shoes were the average white tennis shoes. Not conducive to walking.
But, as fate and bills and birthdays will have it, there wasn't enough to do either one. Sigh. Enter a bit of luck
I entered a contest that is a weekly thing on our local radio station. If you find the entry blank on the website, you can enter and maybe, just maybe, you will win a 100.00 mall wide gift certificate.
Well, I won!!! The day I entered!!!
So, it was with great joy - no kidding - great joy - that I bought a pair of LA Gear Walk and Tone shoes. My feet love me now. I am currently walking a mile, but with these shoes, plan to up that in the next week or so.
I am not an expert on exercise or that sort of thing but I will tell you this - a loaded ipod and a good pair of walking shoes will make all the difference to you!
Thanks for staying with me!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Yesterday... sigh - you know the lyrics.
Yesterday was day 8 and I ... yep ... ate. Oh, I know I'm allowed. But I really didn't have a set plan. When things go the 'same' it's easy. Slimfast breakfast, soup for lunch and a salad with or without white meat for dinner. An apple or dried fruit if I get hungry.
Yesterday was my mom - in - law's birthday party. We were supposed to eat at 4. Hmmm. I had Slimfast later - about 9 am. Then I had some pretzels, a few chunks of pineapple and some cut vegetables to hold me over till 4 where I assumed I might eat a bit more but I wasn't prepared for... eating at 6!! I am pretty confident we were told 6 - that was the time my husband told me ... twice. But I would have bet I was told 4. Or, maybe it was be there at 4.
Nonetheless, I tried to be good. I brought a fruit tray and a fresh vegetable tray. But there were chips - the potato kind - plain. I really love those. So I had a handful ... and a half. Then and a few crackers with dip. Some mulled cider with wine. Dinner was OK - I had chicken and salad but may have gone overboard with the toppings. And of course the pudding graham cracker cake.
At home? Well, I have no one to blame but me. Ritz crackers and this amazing dip with ham and onions in cream cheese.
Today! I am proud of myself. Slimfast for breakfast. Soup for lunch. Some fruit.
I know I am going to have days when things don't go well. It helps that I have who ever is reading this for support.
I don't suppose I have it here as I have a saboteur. His other title is husband. In the last 9 months out teen has lost about 52 pounds. Stunning for a kid. And with me on the band wagon, he's on his own. So he tried to lure me yesterday at the store with popcorn chicken. And hotwings with the son. Then there was the candy. And the chips. (Not the potato plain variety). He was trying to do I don't know what. But he didn't succeed. He need only wait till the birthday dinner I guess. hahaha.
Anyway thanks for reading and being with me. I appreciate it.
Yesterday was my mom - in - law's birthday party. We were supposed to eat at 4. Hmmm. I had Slimfast later - about 9 am. Then I had some pretzels, a few chunks of pineapple and some cut vegetables to hold me over till 4 where I assumed I might eat a bit more but I wasn't prepared for... eating at 6!! I am pretty confident we were told 6 - that was the time my husband told me ... twice. But I would have bet I was told 4. Or, maybe it was be there at 4.
Nonetheless, I tried to be good. I brought a fruit tray and a fresh vegetable tray. But there were chips - the potato kind - plain. I really love those. So I had a handful ... and a half. Then and a few crackers with dip. Some mulled cider with wine. Dinner was OK - I had chicken and salad but may have gone overboard with the toppings. And of course the pudding graham cracker cake.
At home? Well, I have no one to blame but me. Ritz crackers and this amazing dip with ham and onions in cream cheese.
Today! I am proud of myself. Slimfast for breakfast. Soup for lunch. Some fruit.
I know I am going to have days when things don't go well. It helps that I have who ever is reading this for support.
I don't suppose I have it here as I have a saboteur. His other title is husband. In the last 9 months out teen has lost about 52 pounds. Stunning for a kid. And with me on the band wagon, he's on his own. So he tried to lure me yesterday at the store with popcorn chicken. And hotwings with the son. Then there was the candy. And the chips. (Not the potato plain variety). He was trying to do I don't know what. But he didn't succeed. He need only wait till the birthday dinner I guess. hahaha.
Anyway thanks for reading and being with me. I appreciate it.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Day 7 still going
I have surprised even myself.
The feeling of needing to drop weight is still very present and not once have I thought of quiting and starting the next day again.
I have even been able to successfully eat out with friends with no guilt. Typically I would have punished myself for 'going off the diet' by staying off the diet. Funny how the mind works. But I had a sausage omelet with hash browns and the gravy on the side and NEVER felt like I was cheating. Probably because what I am following is something that is right for me. It isn't a Weight Watchers plan, though I have Progresso WW soups with the points on the side. It isn't a Slimfast plan, though I do have a shake every morning for breakfast. It's the very second thing I do. Nature comes first when you are my age. :)
It isn't all about salads, though just about every night I've had some pretty good ones that include a variety of vegetables, raisins, olives, some croutons and dressing. I have given up cheese. I don't eat a lot of meat unless it's poultry. I haven't become a vegetarian as I would still eat a nice piece of steak, but red meat isn't that healthy I guess.
My weaknesses now are not McDonald's french fries. It's dried fruit - cherries and strawberries. I probably eat more of that than I should, but it's better than the aforementioned alternative. I haven't eaten fast food it two weeks. And I have so much energy!!!
I eat an apple when I am hungry and I am sure there is someone somewhere that would tell me too much fruit is bad for you. I would disagree because I know what my choices were before.
I've been tested this week - I am a stress eater. I recognize that in myself - I don't turn to drink when i am stressed but to food. And I did very well!
Exercise has been a problem. I've only gotten in two miles walking this week - and I did do some massive cleaning and moving of things in the house. I would like to walk more. It's those times I wish i lived in town. Country roads suck to walk on.
It hasn't been easy - I am getting bored with salads so I am going to add garbanzo beans and have it for lunch instead of supper. Last night I made a Weight Watchers pasta primivera dinner and turned it upside down on my salad. It was actually pretty darn good! I am trying different things so I don't get burned out. Funny we don't get burned or bored with the things that are bad for us.
Thank you for staying with me!
The feeling of needing to drop weight is still very present and not once have I thought of quiting and starting the next day again.
I have even been able to successfully eat out with friends with no guilt. Typically I would have punished myself for 'going off the diet' by staying off the diet. Funny how the mind works. But I had a sausage omelet with hash browns and the gravy on the side and NEVER felt like I was cheating. Probably because what I am following is something that is right for me. It isn't a Weight Watchers plan, though I have Progresso WW soups with the points on the side. It isn't a Slimfast plan, though I do have a shake every morning for breakfast. It's the very second thing I do. Nature comes first when you are my age. :)
It isn't all about salads, though just about every night I've had some pretty good ones that include a variety of vegetables, raisins, olives, some croutons and dressing. I have given up cheese. I don't eat a lot of meat unless it's poultry. I haven't become a vegetarian as I would still eat a nice piece of steak, but red meat isn't that healthy I guess.
My weaknesses now are not McDonald's french fries. It's dried fruit - cherries and strawberries. I probably eat more of that than I should, but it's better than the aforementioned alternative. I haven't eaten fast food it two weeks. And I have so much energy!!!
I eat an apple when I am hungry and I am sure there is someone somewhere that would tell me too much fruit is bad for you. I would disagree because I know what my choices were before.
I've been tested this week - I am a stress eater. I recognize that in myself - I don't turn to drink when i am stressed but to food. And I did very well!
Exercise has been a problem. I've only gotten in two miles walking this week - and I did do some massive cleaning and moving of things in the house. I would like to walk more. It's those times I wish i lived in town. Country roads suck to walk on.
It hasn't been easy - I am getting bored with salads so I am going to add garbanzo beans and have it for lunch instead of supper. Last night I made a Weight Watchers pasta primivera dinner and turned it upside down on my salad. It was actually pretty darn good! I am trying different things so I don't get burned out. Funny we don't get burned or bored with the things that are bad for us.
Thank you for staying with me!
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Day One - October 9 2010.
Well. It has been quite a full week for me. I was lucky enough to see some old friends from Siena Heights at Alumni Weekend then spend a week with my sister. I also found out I was fat (gasp!).
I have been heavy from the time I gave birth to my son almost 17 years ago to now.
That is a lot of time to carry weight around.
But, I never realized how big I was. OK the clothes sizes should have told me - all start with a 2 or XX. And, the soreness in all my joints should have told me. All hurt when in use. I don't know if it's the weight or that each joint is just mad when I move them and require only a modicum of work. Should have known I was big when I started refusing to step on the scales at the doctor's office. Even when I refused to look at myself for any length of time in a full length mirror, I still 'didn't realize' how big I was.
No. I realized how big I was when I sat on the bed at the resort my sister and I stayed at and saw, in the full length mirrors that were the sliding closet doors, myself sitting. Or at least I thought I was sitting. My reflection held no lap. I looked like a very short squat version of myself. I thought at that time "Jabba the Hut". Wow, I thought. And all those friends at Alumni weekend told me I looked good? I do not hold them to their remarks - I actually did look good - from the neck up. Unfortunately the tables we sat at did not come up to my neck.
The day after I got back home from the week with my sister, who told me she was worried about me and my size and the health risks, I got down to business. That day would be today.
No one has ever said they were worried. That really motivated me.
I walked today already. I had a slimfast shake. That and two cans of soup are the only healthy foods in the house right now. I am going to get cruciferous vegetables, which the magazine next to me says I need to burn bottom-half fat. I am buying new walking shoes and am going to find some 'sauna shorts'. I am going to clean off the weight machine this week and unbury my jumping jogger (mini trampoline) and I am going to blog as often as I have something to tell. Good or bad. I invite you on my journey for support, for laughs. Whatever you get out of this, I invite you on my journey, to walk my miles with me.
I have been heavy from the time I gave birth to my son almost 17 years ago to now.
That is a lot of time to carry weight around.
But, I never realized how big I was. OK the clothes sizes should have told me - all start with a 2 or XX. And, the soreness in all my joints should have told me. All hurt when in use. I don't know if it's the weight or that each joint is just mad when I move them and require only a modicum of work. Should have known I was big when I started refusing to step on the scales at the doctor's office. Even when I refused to look at myself for any length of time in a full length mirror, I still 'didn't realize' how big I was.
No. I realized how big I was when I sat on the bed at the resort my sister and I stayed at and saw, in the full length mirrors that were the sliding closet doors, myself sitting. Or at least I thought I was sitting. My reflection held no lap. I looked like a very short squat version of myself. I thought at that time "Jabba the Hut". Wow, I thought. And all those friends at Alumni weekend told me I looked good? I do not hold them to their remarks - I actually did look good - from the neck up. Unfortunately the tables we sat at did not come up to my neck.
The day after I got back home from the week with my sister, who told me she was worried about me and my size and the health risks, I got down to business. That day would be today.
No one has ever said they were worried. That really motivated me.
I walked today already. I had a slimfast shake. That and two cans of soup are the only healthy foods in the house right now. I am going to get cruciferous vegetables, which the magazine next to me says I need to burn bottom-half fat. I am buying new walking shoes and am going to find some 'sauna shorts'. I am going to clean off the weight machine this week and unbury my jumping jogger (mini trampoline) and I am going to blog as often as I have something to tell. Good or bad. I invite you on my journey for support, for laughs. Whatever you get out of this, I invite you on my journey, to walk my miles with me.
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