Let's do this! How has your week gone in terms of reaching your goals? I have not been as strong and conscientious as I should have been, and I keep letting my husband influence me. Two days ago he read online about a new milkshake place and HAD to try one. Of course I couldn't say no...and made it worse by adding Nutella and banana to it (this place is crazy about toppings -- and I was crazy to agree to go. It wound up costing us $21 for 2 milkshakes, not to mention the calories and fat!). Last night I thought I was doing really well. I looked and found a quick, easy, low-carb/high protein meal to make for dinner. I fed him a 10-oz. steak stuffed with bleu cheese, spinach, onions and red peppers, with more veggies on the side. I made myself a smaller portion, of course. When the plates were clean he kept on and on with saying he was still hungry! So, I wound up making chicken verde tortillas for him, and I couldn't resist eating part of one. My will power is NOT. GOOD.
I can't say I've struggled with any horrific addictions - I don't smoke, or drink, or gamble -- no fun for me, lol. I think I do have an addictive personality, which is one reason I never got brave enough to risk any of these behaviors. I can't get enough of books - reading is addictive to me. I've read four books since last Sunday, and that's around a 50 hour workweek, taking care of the house, church, friends. I'm not good with limits, needless to say.
The upside is that if/when I ever get back to working out consistently, I get kind of crazy about it. It used to drive my husband (we were dating back then) that I would be at the gym 3 or more hours a night- every night- trying to get in shape. Once I get the endorphins firing, I'm gone, and there's no stopping me. I need to get back in that mindset - slowly, of course - although I don't have 3 hours a night to spare anymore since I'm no longer single and since I took on this new job in January.
My dependency on food for comfort goes back to when I was a kid. I was always chunky-- always the fat girl. And that's really bad when you're a)really shy, b)really smart, c)always the new kid. My did was in the Army, and we moved A LOT. I went to at least 2 schools a year from the time I was in kindergarten to the time I started H.S. I was also the first kid in class to need a bra, and I skipped training to go straight to the Olympics, as it were (haha). I was the only 3rd grader wearing a C-cup, and of course the tallest girl in class. Yep. Matured early. Ugh. Which means I just wanted to be invisible. So I ate more. So I became less invisible. So I ate more. You see the cycle, right?
On top of that, I was molested by a family member when I was 10-11 years old. So, again, just wanted to be invisible, and I turned to the Little Debbies, and the Chips Ahoy, and the Mountain Dews to make me feel better. It's amazing how sugar makes the pain go away.
It took me 4 years of therapy to deal constructively with that little life story. It got a lot better when the man who did it died last year, and I didn't have to deal with not saying anything, or with running into him in our little town. My little secret. And it died with him. So now I'm ready to deal with the other demons!
So, how do I find you on FB? That's probably an easier way to chat and support each other. I'm on FB about every day; it's my lifeline right now since we moved across the country.
Girl, enjoy being single. There's something to be said for it...not that I don't love my husband, but some days... I used to have to travel some for work, and I looked forward to it just because I knew I had the nights to myself. Is that terrible? I waited until I was 36 years old to get involved with any guy (residual damage from the molestation story), so I was used to being alone. I still miss it sometimes, not that I would ever tell him that.
Well, I am committing to you now that I will exercise at least 30 minutes Sat. and Sun.
I, too, need a place to share, learn and discuss the dilemma of being overweight. I want to lose weight and be more healthy. I'm 42, weigh 291 as of 2/5/2015 (the last time I weighed myself). It isn't the most I've ever weighed, but it's creeping back up. My highest was 338 in 2010.
In 2010 I started my own personal plan. Within 7 months I went from 338 to 269. Then I injured my knee and lost momentum when I had to have surgery to repair it. I've never gotten back on track (I have never been able to regain the strength in my knee or eliminate the pain I continue to experience with it). I let my weight creep back up to 299 in the last couple of years, which of course I'm not proud of. To top it off, I got married in 2012, and my husband is a big deterrent to eating the right foods,although it's more important than ever for both of us to do so. He's addicted to fatty foods, while I am addicted to sugar. Every time I try to make a healthy meal, he turns his nose up at it or demands more because it doesn't satisfy his need for the comfort food. We're both diagnosed as diabetic now, and I want to find a way to manage the food.
I actually like to exercise, once I get into the groove of it; I've made the mistake of giving my husband the power to control whether I work out or not, and that's a behavior I need to change. I would love for him to join me, but he's so out of shape and self-conscious that he won't step foot in the gym. We recently moved to Northern California, and everyone here is so focused on health and nutrition that it's really hard not to be aware of how out of shape we are.
I need to develop a plan of consistency for an exercise and an eating plan. I would love a partner who could help me do this. Interested?
Good luck with your healthy eating plan, and please share your successes!
What are you doing differently than you did before the baby? Think of your baby as a blessing and an opportunity, and make choices to improve your health so you can be active and healthy for him/her. Use time with the baby to work out and get more fit. You'll feel better and teach your child how to make better choices as they grow and learn from you.View Thread