Tuesday, November 29, 2022
Quick update
Sunday, November 13, 2022
Sunday fun day
Friday, November 11, 2022
Fri-yay
I don't get to say that very often, Fridays are usually my Monday 😏
Weighed myself today, 3-6-3....363!!! I knew I had gained more. Although disappointing I didn't let it ruin my day. Went to Costco, got some good things and not so good things. Right now I'm just trying to pack lunch, not too concerned with calories yet, it's the habit I'm trying to build.
Are burgerville, again not the best choice. Totally over ordered but did throw some items away so I didn't make myself sick eating.
Just need to go to the grocery store tomorrow for a few things and to prep some things on Sunday. Overall note too bad. Also did some cleaning, not everything I should have or could have but it's a step.
One day at a time, one choice at a time!
Thursday, November 10, 2022
Today was a good day
Today was my birthday, I'm official 39 years old. I slept in, then went to the chiropractor. Got Burger King and my free Starbucks (cannot skip that on your birthday!).
Then my sister took me out to dinner and we saw a movie. I really don't know what I'd do without her, she knows me so well.
I felt all the love find friends texting to wish me a great day, and despite those missing I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have such wonderful humans in my life.
Did I eat healthy today? Hell no. Did I eat the worst? Actually, no. Ready to put in some work tomorrow thinking about meals for next week and getting some cleaning done!
Wednesday, November 9, 2022
Didn't even think this account was still active!
Holy crow. I haven't posted in over 5 1/2 years. Time flies.
Word of my life right now?
Uncomfortable
I'll be turning 39 tomorrow... yep 39. I can't believe I'm that old! I'll be turning 39 in a body I hate. I feel uncomfortable all the fucking time. Sleeping, getting ready for work, showering, walking my pup, driving, I mean the list goes on and on. My weight right now, I'm not exactly sure but my guess is around 360 😱
So many fucking times I'm like ok, let's get it together, let's food prep let's eat better. Then I just don't give a fuck and order door dash. And way too much about it.
Years ago a Facebook friend wrote about she lost weight and said something that always stuck with me. She started eating for one. You might not think that profound but as a fat person, I know EXACTLY what she means. I think about it all the time. I think, do I really need this much food? No, but I want it. I want to feel bursting at the seems, feel satisfied.
But you know where that led me? To uncomfortable!!
I reread all my blogs, so similar. So full of wishes and wants but no work. No dedication. Like most of my life, lacking motivation. I've poured hundreds of dollars into programs and tools I don't use. Spent hundreds of dollars on groceries that went in the trash. And it's not about the $$$ it's my mindset.
My journey started with nothing. I did walking tapes in my room for fuck's sake. I don't need memberships and food plans, I need a fucking reason. A determination, a drive, I need to WANT this to happen.
So back at it, goals: start blogging more, it really does help. Try to meal prep and stick with it, with the goal being eat the food i prepare more days than not. And wear my watch every day to help motivate me to take more steps.
One day at a time, one step at a time. This fight is for me!