Okay, so here's what I'm working on, and where I'm going:
Goal: BMI under 25.
My current BMI is 37.
Goal: Complete a sprint triathlon in March.
A friend of ours has me amped to do this. I've always wanted to do a triathlon. Why not now?
Goal: Eliminate most TV from my life.
TV sucks my time and energy. It's useless for the most part.
Goal: Stop picking at my arms.
I have this OCD thing where I'm constantly picking at tiny little blemishes on my arms. I've done it for years. I get a sick satisfaction from it. Why? Why does it feel so good? It leaves my arms looking so nasty. I want healthy, scar-free arms. Even worse, I've started picking on my forearms, so it's visible.
These are lofty goals. I feel like if I do my food mover and train for the triathlon and stop with the evening TV, the weight loss part will follow. Slowly, but it will follow. The picking, now that's an anxiety thing. I've got all sorts of anxiety. It runs in the family. I don't want to do anti-anxiety or anti-depressants because I really dislike taking medication of any kind. I used to self-medicate using Benadryl. All it did was make me grumpy and feel rotten, so I'm not doing that anymore.
I have everything in the world.
I want for nothing.
I have a wonderful, loving husband.
I have a beautiful son.
We live in a lovely house.
We can afford our needs and a few extras.
With all of this going for me and a little self-discipline, I can reach my goals!
Friday, November 23, 2007
Welcome to my Journey.
Hello, and welcome to my journey.
I weighed myself tonight and the scale said 229.
Fuck.
This has to stop.
And so, like so many people, I turn to the internet for support, help, venting and outlet.
My weight has not always been this high, in fact, this is an all new high for me, however, I've been heavy since the 7th grade. I stopped playing outside because of a warning from my mother that "now that you're in middle school you need to stay away from those boys." So I stayed inside and watched TV and ate my dad's Reeses Peanut Butter Cups and grew big old boobs and a big old ass. It's a perfect way to avoid being noticed. I did eventually get married. I have one son. I refuse to become pregnant again until I'm under 200lbs. I'd like to be under 200lbs by my son's 1st birthday in March.
So, how am I going to do this??
Well, I'm committed to doing a sprint triathlon with a friend in March, so the training for that begins.
As far as eating, I successfully lost about 30lbs once using the Richard Simmons food mover. It helps me keep a balanced diet. It's the only thing that's ever worked for me. So as of tomorrow morning, I'll be blasting off and closing those windows. It has to happen.
Join me in my journey.
-- cookie monster
I weighed myself tonight and the scale said 229.
Fuck.
This has to stop.
And so, like so many people, I turn to the internet for support, help, venting and outlet.
My weight has not always been this high, in fact, this is an all new high for me, however, I've been heavy since the 7th grade. I stopped playing outside because of a warning from my mother that "now that you're in middle school you need to stay away from those boys." So I stayed inside and watched TV and ate my dad's Reeses Peanut Butter Cups and grew big old boobs and a big old ass. It's a perfect way to avoid being noticed. I did eventually get married. I have one son. I refuse to become pregnant again until I'm under 200lbs. I'd like to be under 200lbs by my son's 1st birthday in March.
So, how am I going to do this??
Well, I'm committed to doing a sprint triathlon with a friend in March, so the training for that begins.
As far as eating, I successfully lost about 30lbs once using the Richard Simmons food mover. It helps me keep a balanced diet. It's the only thing that's ever worked for me. So as of tomorrow morning, I'll be blasting off and closing those windows. It has to happen.
Join me in my journey.
-- cookie monster
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