2Tired2Fat
Sat, Jun-19-10, 07:01
An Early Birthday Gift
In a few days, it'll be my birthday and I've come to the realization that I'm getting fatter and fatter as the days pass me by. I avoid mirrors and really don't enjoy the fact that I really should be wearing a size 40 bra instead of the 36 that literally leaves a bright red ring around my ribs. Getting up from bed or even sitting down has become painful. My joints are stiff and achy and the fire in my chest from indigestion is really uncalled for. I get depressed, I'm moody and there are 'other' health issues (female) that I have got to deal with. Enough is enough.
I've done Atkins before, lost a whole bunch of weight - how much? I don't know. I just know I went from about a size 18 to a 12. I never gauged the pounds lost. Big mistake, I know. When I hit size 12, I started having self-image issues and somehow the pounds shed that were my protection were somehow missed. Messed up, I know. I plan to face these issues dead center in the face and will try my best to overcome this. I'm also going to buy the dreaded scale. How could such a small electronic device frighten me so much?
I remember when I reached a size 12, I noticed just how healthy my skin, hair and nails were. I also remember the level of energy I had along with clarity. Oh, how I miss that clarity. My days now are filled with fog, feeling uptight and certainly next to zero energy.
I enjoyed eating LC, really didn't feel neglected in any sort of way since there are so many great options out there. I do have issues with bread now - freshly baked bread. It's my comfort and I would be lying if I say I won't miss it. Crusty rolls with breakfast cream was the first high carb snack I had after 6 months of eating clean. After that, it all went downhill from there. I'm into baking and am known to be the 'cake lady' of the family. I'll certainly miss Hawaiian, coffee and angel food cake. I hope that I'll reach that point a few weeks down the road where I'll say to myself, "2Tired, It's just cake!"
I started my first day of Atkins today on the wrong track. I've certainly undereaten, all a result of really poor planning. I hope to get back in the saddle full force and this time I'll add excercise to my (again) new w.o.e. I can't wait to get out of this fog and see things clearly.
In a few days, it'll be my birthday and I've come to the realization that I'm getting fatter and fatter as the days pass me by. I avoid mirrors and really don't enjoy the fact that I really should be wearing a size 40 bra instead of the 36 that literally leaves a bright red ring around my ribs. Getting up from bed or even sitting down has become painful. My joints are stiff and achy and the fire in my chest from indigestion is really uncalled for. I get depressed, I'm moody and there are 'other' health issues (female) that I have got to deal with. Enough is enough.
I've done Atkins before, lost a whole bunch of weight - how much? I don't know. I just know I went from about a size 18 to a 12. I never gauged the pounds lost. Big mistake, I know. When I hit size 12, I started having self-image issues and somehow the pounds shed that were my protection were somehow missed. Messed up, I know. I plan to face these issues dead center in the face and will try my best to overcome this. I'm also going to buy the dreaded scale. How could such a small electronic device frighten me so much?
I remember when I reached a size 12, I noticed just how healthy my skin, hair and nails were. I also remember the level of energy I had along with clarity. Oh, how I miss that clarity. My days now are filled with fog, feeling uptight and certainly next to zero energy.
I enjoyed eating LC, really didn't feel neglected in any sort of way since there are so many great options out there. I do have issues with bread now - freshly baked bread. It's my comfort and I would be lying if I say I won't miss it. Crusty rolls with breakfast cream was the first high carb snack I had after 6 months of eating clean. After that, it all went downhill from there. I'm into baking and am known to be the 'cake lady' of the family. I'll certainly miss Hawaiian, coffee and angel food cake. I hope that I'll reach that point a few weeks down the road where I'll say to myself, "2Tired, It's just cake!"
I started my first day of Atkins today on the wrong track. I've certainly undereaten, all a result of really poor planning. I hope to get back in the saddle full force and this time I'll add excercise to my (again) new w.o.e. I can't wait to get out of this fog and see things clearly.