Well, I bet you thought I had abandoned this blog and the journey to health again, huh?
No such thing!
Stalled, maybe. But abandoned? No!
I weighed in at 242.5 a week or so ago and today I weighed 244. My weight goes up and down and changes so drastically, it's difficult to keep up with.
I have been sick with asthma flare-ups and have found it difficult to eat healthy and concentrate on losing weight when all I want to do is self-soothe. And what better way for a food addict to self-soothe, than by eating?
I've made a decision. It may not be a popular decision, but I've come to this on my own with much research and determination. I'm going to be starting Herbalife very soon.
I know there is talk both for and against it. I know it's a little expensive. I also know it's all natural and it works!
I've watched my sister drop about 65 lbs, very quickly and she is maintaining easily. Once she told me of her eating habits and the way she eats, it's very similar to how I eat. Tweaking a little here and a little there and using supplements to boost my metabolism will help get me started.
Once I start losing weight I usually get very excited and find it easier to say no to the foods that are bad for me.
My difficulties? Including the family in with my meals. How to incorporate my crazy schedule and eating out. Finding time to work out.
Those are most people's gripes and complaints, so I know I'm not by myself.
But, rather than complain and say why I think it will be hard, I want to celebrate why I think this is a good decision for me.
I NEED this.
I.
Need.
This.
I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired.
I'm tired of the yo-yo dieting.
Lose 20 lbs. Gain 25 back.
I will be celebrating 25 yrs of marriage next October and I intend to do it at a great deal less of a person that I am now.
My all time goal is 175 lbs. My super-duper, I'll-never-make-it goal is 150.
Now, I may make it. I've been there before. It was hard. It was dang hard. But I've been there. It was small for me and my hubby begged me to not lose any more weight. Well, that didn't seem to be a problem as I became a growing alcoholic and drank and smoke my weight back up from 149 lbs to 175ish.
That's where I was when we adopted the first set of children. Three kids. At one time. Ages 4, 5 and 7.
It was hard and through the past 12+ years, I've gained the weight back that I lost and then some.
So, I'm ashamed of what I've let myself become. But I wear the weight as battle scars. And that's not good.
When you come thru battle, you earn medals, not scars. So, the medal I seek is to lose the weight, Yet again. And to become encouraged by taking control of my life once again.
And once again, another new journey begins.
