The Real Reason

Day 11 of my diet and it doesn't seem to get any easier. Besides my love of all things sweet and salty and sweet and salty together, I have a list of favorite foods I can't get enough of. Foods that seem to call to me throughout the day in various voices. It starts around lunch time and doesn't stop until I'm asleep.

I'm now trying to take things a little more seriously with the attitude that I am in control of my weight based on what I decide to eat. It's all about my poor eating choices. Would I rather have Ranch dressing on my salad? Absolutely. Would I rather have a Togos #29 which is chicken salad and a bag of chips and a soda or a bowl of Special K cereal with fat free milk? I need to learn to say NO and not grant myself every whim imaginable. I used to think, well I don't smoke, drink, do drugs, I should be able to eat. It brings me pleasure.
Then I remembered how pleasurable it was to be comfortable in my own body and not disgust myself. Besides, being fat makes me feel bad which makes me irritable and cranky. And since I'm not getting any younger, I worry about things like heart disease, high cholesterol, diabetes which all run in my family. So as a responsible parent, I feel like I need to do it for my kids too.

It's hard enough to lose weight but when you have an uncooperative scale it makes it even tougher. A couple of years ago I bought a new scale. It seemed ok, it wasn't like I was weighing myself every day or anything, I'd actually avoid the scale the bigger I got.

So now that I'm dieting. Again. I've been weighing myself every day. All this sacrifice I want to see if it is even possible for me to lose weight at this age and size.

It's coming off but really slowwwwwwwwly. So I would weigh myself but I was always weighing consistently the same amount. It wasn't showing any gain or loss. I thought I was just maintaining my weight but never really sure.

So I bought a new scale today. I tried a whole bunch off them in the store first and can you guess which one I went with? Right. The one that gave me the best weight.

So yay! All of a sudden I lost 8 pounds.

You should also know I put the scale in the most perfect front of the refrigerator.

1 comment:

  1. We must be twins separated at birth!! i could totally relate to this post! You go girl!