I had a two pound loss this week. I stuck to the plan I made last week by tracking my calories and walking every day. I had committed to exercise 5 of 7 days, but I find it’s easier to stay on track if I just do it every day. There’s no room to backslide that way. My food choices were very boring. I have an Egg Beater breakfast with homemade salsa every single morning and a Trader Joe’s salad for lunch on the days I’m working. I’ve been eating Lean Cuisine for dinner which I realise probably isn’t the best choice nutritionally. I’m okay with that for now, since limiting my choices and sticking to pre-portioned sized meals keeps my head clear. That’s really the most important thing for me. If I can get through days without fighting urges to binge and dealing with emotional eating I’m so much more at peace. Doing the actual work is the easy part. It’s dealing with all of the feelings of worry, failure and just in general feeling “muddled” that are so challenging. I’m pleased I’ve had a good restart. Now to build a chain!
Speaking of starts and restarts, I want to share some photos of my journey. I’ve struggled with my weight my entire life. I had two obese parents. My mother was mortally obese from the time she had children until her death at 93. It’s pretty remarkable that she lived so long carrying so much weight. She was definitely a medical exception. My father, however, was overweight and died of a heart attack at 58. This worries me and is also motivating. I want to live a long, healthy life. I can remember wanting my whole life to be “thin.” At this point, I have definitely shifted my focus to working to be healthy and active. That’s, thanks in part, to maturing, but also to cultural shifts that are occuring. I’m so thankful for the new emphasis on self-love and body acceptance. What a concept!
Here I am at close to my highest weight on a trip to Ireland and London. I’m guessing I weigh somewhere around 245 Lbs. I didn’t get on the scale very often then. I’m in very few of our vacation photos(by my choice). These were taken in the summer of 2014. Travel was tough. I couldn’t walk far and keep on my feet all day. I’d come back to the hotel in serious pain. That was a wakeup call for how limiting my weight was becoming in my life. It was a couple more years before I really started to work on it, though.