"Only" 2.8 lbs

I got on the scale this morning and saw the result of my hard work. 2.8 pounds. My first reaction was disappointment, but as I got into the shower I started to put things into perspective. When I first started last Tuesday, I was hard core, no carbs no sugars, nothing but lean proteins and vegetables. I was also miserable, and I broke. I had a quarter pounder and fries on Saturday and then on Sunday a piece of cake. My "hard" work wasn't going to pay off because this was not a way I could live. I didn't gain all this weight at once, I am not gonna lose it all at once and to lose it, I needed something that worked. Luckily I figured out  quite quickly what was gonna work for me. I immediately added fruit back into my diet and gave myself permission to have a small cheat a day. That cheat being a tablespoon of peanut butter that I mix with a banana. Delicious!! I am happy, the scale was still down and 2.8 lbs ain't that bad. I am proud of that loss and know I am more likely to keep it off with a "diet" that I can stick with it. One week in and I am feeling good.

195.8

195.8 - it is what the scale said this morning. That is the number that keeps running through my brain. That is what I have been obsessing about all morning. 195.8. How did I get here? How did it let myself go so much? Why can't I stop over eating and over induldging? I have a lot of questions and a lot of thinking to do. But right now, all I can think about it is 195.8

Sad

Feeling sad today. I forgot to grab my food this morning on the way out the door which lead to a long spiral of horrible eating. I am getting back on that wagon, but was just so disappointed with how the day went. Tomorrow is a new day and a new chance to start over. I plan on taking that opportunity and running with it. Hopefully I will remember my meals tomorrow.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the day. I have my list, I know what I need to do and I am going for it. I am just going to eat as little processed foods as possible and avoid sugars and white flour and bad carbs. I am beyond ready. Weigh in on Monday. I am afraid of the damage, but I know it is fixable.

Wake Up Call

It's settled. The family and I have to start eating healthier. My son, who is 11, came into the living room without his shirt on. He is big, he is unhealthy and I have done this to him. I have failed him. Again. I know I have posted on this subject before, and I guess I just let us all slip back into our unhealthy habits to the detriment of all of our healths. A change is coming. I need to throw out the unhealthy foods in the house and start fresh. A new beginning for all of us.

2 Years

Wow! It has nearly been 2 years since I last posted in here. A lot has happened and a lot of weight has been gained. I am bigger than I have ever been. I had to buy new clothes and have now graduated from Women's clothing to Plus Size. I am rather embarrassed because I cannot seem to stick to any healthy eating plan. I do great for a couple of months and then fall off the wagon. I know the secret to weight loss is to eat healthy and exercise, sounds easy enough, but for some reason I can't stick with it. I wish there were an easy button and that I could find the magical potion that turns me back into a size 8. I know it doesn't exist, but a little wishful thinking never hurt anything right?

I suppose I came back here to start over, to start fresh. I did so well when I was losing for Chad and David's wedding. I would love to be back there, heck, I think I would be happy to be at my beginning weight when I started back then! There goes the wishful thinking again.

Time for me to sign off here and come up with a plan. I need to lose 50 lbs. It is going to be a long slow process, so I need to think about what I need to do to get there and set some goals for myself. Next time I post here, I hope to have a game plan in mind.

Until next time