GLORIOUS! Glorious! GAH-lorious! I new it wasn't going to be a terrible day today, because of my weigh in on Sunday. I knew I would at least lose a pound. Ta-freaking-da, today I am giddy to report I'm down 3 lbs! 3 of them. T-H-R-E-E. After struggling with that terrible 1.5 for a while, it feel amazing to see 3. It also put me 1.8 lbs away from THIRTY lbs down! I can't believe I'm that close to the big 30. That's roughly 1/3 of the journey down. Hallelujah!
Today I told my sister about this fun (ha) new way of life. She is already doing well, and is now pregnant with her 3rd kid. I've been keeping it to myself for a number of reasons, but I had to tell her today so that she could help me when I go see her next month. I don't want her to be geared up to eat out every meal like we normally do when I visit! But really, when you're surrounded by amazing Mexican food, what are your options but to inhale as much of it as possible?! And I completely do. Hence the need to let her in. I even told her a little about the race this weekend. All these things I said I wouldn't do!
Mostly I had to tell her, because my brother in law lost his mind and introduced my mother to My Fitness Pal, and I happen to be on it. I am not friends with my sister or bil on there, but had to make her swear not to say anything. I told her "Please don't tell mom I'm on this. I didn't want to say anything, but I'm down about 30lbs." She was happy for me and understood. Our mother gets really hyped up about diets and fads (hello Atkins!) for about a week and makes me a little nuts. Because my sister is the smaller of the two of us, my mother turns to me to be her sounding board and accountability. That should be fine, except she isn't really ready to lose her weight. She says she is. She may even think she is. But in reality, she isn't. She's been a yo-yo dieter for as long as I can remember. She likes "cheat meals" which turn into "cheat days" and then the whole thing is shot to hell, and we'll be hearing about how she's 'got to do something to lose the weight'. Remember how I said I've done Weight Watchers, but wasn't really ready, which is why I would weigh in on Saturday morning so I didn't have to worry about eating healthy all weekend? Who do you think I learned that little trick from?? I'd like to think I could be a support to her and this could be a turning point, but I know her and I know she isn't ready to put in the work. She won't prove that she's ready until she stops caring about what other people think and starts working it out for herself. She'll just start doing it. It's what I've had to do. I have a fabulous neighbor who has tried for 2 years to guide me to health and I would always smile and listen, but never really applied it. Not until I was really ready. Not until now, when I know that this is how I want to live. I no longer think about a 'goal weight' in terms of "when I cross that line I can forget these habits and chow down on some serious chips and salsa for the rest of my life!" (Which has been the thought process until this time) Now I know I want to be a healthier person. I want to know that I am doing everything I can to keep myself in a good place, and that where ever the Lord leads me I will physically be able to go! I know that when (and if) we get pregnant with a 2nd baby, that I will have done everything in my power to have a healthy pregnancy. That if the next pregnancy ends in miscarriage again, that there will be no doubt that I did everything I could do. But I digress... In a nutshell, my mom just isn't at that point yet. And I do not have the will power for both of us.
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