“Just keep swimming.” That’s what someone told me today when they asked how it was going with the weight loss. I told them I was stalled. They told me to be patient and to just keep doing what I’m doing. What I’m doing is skipping workouts because of the heat or I don’t feel up to it or whatever the excuse at the moment is. Plus, I do really well with food choices during the day, but at night I find I’m over eating. I’m not eating bad stuff, just overeating too much of the good stuff. It is so easy to overeat when I log everything into Sparkpeople.com I find myself going overboard. I am allotted 2400 calories a day, which should be enough. It is enough, but not when I eat pork country style ribs with barbecue sauce on it.
I went kayaking at Argo Canoe Livery in Ann Arbor Michigan Friday night and then again Sunday afternoon at Hayes State Park in Onsted Michigan. It was a scary experience as I paddled and drifted on the water looking down at the rocks and weeds–thinking I would flip and because my neck and back hurt–I was using muscles I haven’t used in quite some time–I cut the paddling short. Even so, I did it and plan to go kayaking again–building my confidence each time. What have you done to build your bravery?
Friday night, March 18, I joined a gym and worked out for 30 minutes riding the stationary bike. I went back Saturday night, but they closed at 7 p.m. Today, I plan to go after church and ride the bike for another 30 minutes to get in a full workout and maybe do some time on the machines. Feels good to be working out again.
I weighed in naked today and found I weigh 364.0. I want to get down to 299 pounds, which means I’ll need to loose just over 5 pounds in one year to do it. Time to watch what I eat and get that gym membership. Oh yeah and take the rest of the donuts to work so I can make my co-workers fat too.
I weighed in tonight after work and found I am 370.2. Enough is enough. I need to join a gym and start eating right. I can. I will. Just as soon as I finish this box of donuts.
This isn’t the way it was supposed to be. I had the surgery. You know THE surgery to have my stomach turned into a sleeve. After which I was supposed to live happily ever after as a size 16….What happened along the way? Cookies. Cake. Potato Chips. Anything and everything happened along the way. Do I really hate myself that much that I won’t stop eating sweets? That I won’t stop eating period (.) Ugh! There’s a monster living inside me called ME who wants what she wants when she wants it. Oh that I could eat only when I am hungry and only “good things”. Instead I betray myself with food. I sabotage my efforts when I get home from work having been very good while under the eye of my co-workers, but once out of the spotlight I go on binges that would make a circus fat woman proud.
I’m down five pounds as of today. I’m thrilled. Maybe my stall is over. I’ve been cutting down on what I eat and working out, both of which lead to this place.
My goal is to get to 350 in a couple of months. I would love to lose 5 pounds a week and wonder if I can do it.