Well, last night I got onto DietBet to see if Heidi & Chris Powell had any new games going, and they just finished one. So I saw another and signed up. At this point I am just going for some kind of accountability.
I don't have the courage to post my journey on FaceBook as some others have and get my accountability that way. I love reading their stories and am incredibly amazed by their continuing courage (I know I've already used that word, but I can't think of any other way to put it ... It takes major cajones to do that.) and their ability to continue.
I am hoping that by creating this blog (once again, not looking for readers, just some place to document what I am doing) I will be able to keep track of what is working and what isn't.
Today is day 3 of no soda. Also, I was able to not go by Whatabuger for my BOB (Breakfast on a Bun) and large coke. That is a HUGE step for me. But, (there is always a but) I did have some cookie dough in the freezer. I was eating the heck out of that. I chose to throw it away in the trash can so I couldn't finish it all.
While I am trying to cut out my soda drinking, I am trying to increase my water intake. Due to all the sugar in the soda, the water does not taste good to me. I don't like that, because normally I love the taste of water. I have been using the Mio water flavoring to help in the transition. It seems to be going faster than it has in the past. Today I have had two bottles (Reusable Contigo bottles that contain 24 oz) of plain water. YAY me!
I will be trying to focus on the positive and not dwell on negative here ... wish me luck :)
My official weigh in was accepted by DietBet. I officially weighed 218.5 this morning. My ultimate goal is to be between 125 and 130. I have chosen this instead of the 116 lb that all the charts say is ideal for me because to donate blood in Texas, you must weigh 124 lbs. Don't think I am in any danger of breaking that barrier any time soon.
I will check in again soon!
Friday, May 30, 2014
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Where to begin ...
Wow, that was not a fun start to my morning. Got on the scale and saw 219.1. I am only 5'4" tall. That means I could lose 100 pounds and still not be underweight.
That is really eye-opening. I know just by looking at myself that I am overweight and need to lose weight. I get on the scale on a regular basis, that the number kept creeping up was not a surprise. But then something happens and BAM! It hits you right between the eyes, FAT, that is what I am.
It would probably make more sense to some people if I were to have some type of tragedy in my life that caused this, but there isn't. I grew up with a regular family. My parents love me. Yes, my sisters and I fought (and still do ... hopefully we will grow out of that at some point) but who doesn't?
I will say that I have never had much self-esteem. I have faked the self-esteem for years. But it is always tied to something. I have always felt fat, ugly or dull. That is what has to change.
I thought I was fat in the picture below ... I'm the one on the right in the yellow pants ... it was the 80's, please forgive the hair and the glasses :) Looking back, the only fat that could probably be found would be on my earlobe.
I will say that at the time this picture was taken, my best friend was one of those girls who are naturally skin and bones. Very petite, could probably wear kids clothes into college. By comparison, I felt fat.
Leap to now, I am fat.
That is really eye-opening. I know just by looking at myself that I am overweight and need to lose weight. I get on the scale on a regular basis, that the number kept creeping up was not a surprise. But then something happens and BAM! It hits you right between the eyes, FAT, that is what I am.
It would probably make more sense to some people if I were to have some type of tragedy in my life that caused this, but there isn't. I grew up with a regular family. My parents love me. Yes, my sisters and I fought (and still do ... hopefully we will grow out of that at some point) but who doesn't?
I will say that I have never had much self-esteem. I have faked the self-esteem for years. But it is always tied to something. I have always felt fat, ugly or dull. That is what has to change.
I thought I was fat in the picture below ... I'm the one on the right in the yellow pants ... it was the 80's, please forgive the hair and the glasses :) Looking back, the only fat that could probably be found would be on my earlobe.
I will say that at the time this picture was taken, my best friend was one of those girls who are naturally skin and bones. Very petite, could probably wear kids clothes into college. By comparison, I felt fat.
Leap to now, I am fat.
Sorry for the sideways pictures. I will fix for moving forward. What you can't see under the shirt is the tummy. I look pregnant. Look at the jiggle on that arm. Never noticed that before I took this picture. What I did notice is that I am not fitting into any of my clothes anymore. Not even the fat ones.
Something has got to change, and it has to start now.
First thing to go is my breakfast Whataburger habit. When I go to work, I got into the habit of getting breakfast at Whataburger. That starts off my day with a 700 calorie meal, not including the large coke that I get. That is over half of my calories right there! 400 of those calories are from fat! 1320 grams of salt. No wonder I have swollen fingers ... all that salt?
Yesterday was my first day coke free. Skipping the breakfast, that wasn't hard because it wasn't part of yesterday's routine. Skipping it today ... that will be difficult. But I will do it.
Check in soon!
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