Tuesday and Wednesday of this week went pretty well. I kept track of my foods and actually stayed under the 1700 calories both days. Yesterday however was a different story.
We had about 4 inches of snow come through Wednesday night. For some of you that amount of snow wouldn't affect anything, however in the south that amount of snow shuts everything down. Schools were out yesterday and today. Being a teacher that means I am at home. I love being able to be here at home with my little girl and yesterday my hubby was home too. However that makes for bigger challenges in eating!
To start the day off my husband made biscuits and gravy. A nice starchy way to start the day. The for lunch we had left over chicken and dumplings. So yummy, but more carbs. And to top the day off we had grilled cheese sandwiches, again yummy but so fattening and full of carbs! I can't blame my husband for everything, I was the one who chose to eat the chicken and dumplings for lunch and grilled cheese sandwiches were my idea as well.
These cold wintry days makes me want good old comfort food and the fact that I am home all day gives me way to many opportunities to snack all day. I did work on several crafting projects yesterday which keeps my hands and my mind busy so I don't think about food but it is still such a challenge.
Today is another snow day and so far I have done well. I have even logged my food for the day, which I did bother with yesterday, and I am determined to make this day a better food choice day!
Friday, January 21, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Shall be begin?
As of today I weight 270 pounds. My goal weight is to be 180 so I have 90 pounds to drop. However I am not going to look at that big goal for now I am setting my goal for this week to be logging my food every day and staying under my given calories every day, it is somewhere around 1700. I am not even going to worry about the scale this week, I have to start somewhere and this is my beginning.
The Greatest Battle Ever!
Well here we go again. It has been a VERY long time since I have even touched this blog. The idea was to give me a place to reflect and work on keeping off the 110 pounds that I had worked so hard for 2 years to get off. Unfortunately, I didn't keep up with my blog and I also didn't keep the weight off.
I have struggled with my ALL of my life. I remember being relieved in kindergarten that there was another heavy girl so I wasn't the only fat person. I weighed 100 pounds by third grade and was over 200 by the 7th grade. I grew up in a family where everyone is morbidly obese, except for my little sister. I still haven't quite figured out how she managed to escape it. After college I finally decided I had to do something about it and joined LA wightloss. It took me 2 years but the weight came off and I reached my goal of 165 pounds. I was able to get into a size 8 jean and for once I weighed less than my sister, we won't mention she was 9 months pregnant at the time. I was feeling pretty good and was so proud of myself.
After working for 2 years to get 110 pounds off it started to gradually creep back on. I gained 25 pounds back fairly quickly after I stopped running. I thought that I was making healthy choices but the cookies and the cakes began to call to me again and I would give in. After gaining that 25 pounds I pretty much stabilized and I was happy being a size 14 and felt great. As long as I was under 200 pounds I was awesome. I stayed there for about a year with no problem at all.
In the end of 2008 I met the love my life! It was so amazing being with him and having such a great time dating, aka eating out a lot! It also didn't help, that he was and is an amazing cook. In the 7 months we were dating/engaged I put on 15 pounds thinking oh it's just because we have been eating out so much I will lose that no problem. However, a month after we were married I found out I was pregnant! We were so excited and when I went to my first doctors appointment I discovered I had gained yet another 15 pounds! I was a little mortified at that fact but thought it will be okay I get it off after the baby is born.
I actually maintained my weight for the first 5 months of my pregnancy. I thought I was doing pretty well, though I spent the last 3 months of that only being able to keep down grilled cheese sandwiches and baked potatoes. Once I could eat regular food again I let myself go, not a good idea! By the time my sweet little girl was born I had packed on 50 pounds and weighed the most that I had ever weighed in my entire life!
I thought that's okay we can get this back off. Right after she was born I dropped 20 right off. Now she is 9 months old and instead of losing weight I have gained 10 pounds back! It is kind of horrifying to know that after 2 years of working my tail off I am now only 3 pounds away from where I started then.
So here I am back at my blog to have a place to be accountable. I may be the only one who ever reads this but I have to do something. On top of being disgusted with myself every time I look in my closet full of clothes and realize there are only about 6 shirts and 2 pairs of pants in there that currently fit me, I found out my mother was just diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. This fact has kicked me back into gear to get this weight back off once again.
This time I am simply going to track calories in and calories out. I have the LoseIt application on my iPhone to keep track of what I am eating each day. I am also going to log on here at least 3 times a week to keep track of my weight but also my struggles and triumphs as this journey begins yet again. This time I am doing it for my daughter and my husband, so I can be around to spend forever with them both, but I am also doing this for me. I am worth it! I am worth every once of effort to be healthy and full of life.
I know I am not the only one in this world struggling to conquer a weight problem though right now it feels as if I am all alone and the edge of a precipice. I just hope that whoever my happen across this blog might be encouraged to begin the hard journey of living a healthier life.
I have struggled with my ALL of my life. I remember being relieved in kindergarten that there was another heavy girl so I wasn't the only fat person. I weighed 100 pounds by third grade and was over 200 by the 7th grade. I grew up in a family where everyone is morbidly obese, except for my little sister. I still haven't quite figured out how she managed to escape it. After college I finally decided I had to do something about it and joined LA wightloss. It took me 2 years but the weight came off and I reached my goal of 165 pounds. I was able to get into a size 8 jean and for once I weighed less than my sister, we won't mention she was 9 months pregnant at the time. I was feeling pretty good and was so proud of myself.
After working for 2 years to get 110 pounds off it started to gradually creep back on. I gained 25 pounds back fairly quickly after I stopped running. I thought that I was making healthy choices but the cookies and the cakes began to call to me again and I would give in. After gaining that 25 pounds I pretty much stabilized and I was happy being a size 14 and felt great. As long as I was under 200 pounds I was awesome. I stayed there for about a year with no problem at all.
In the end of 2008 I met the love my life! It was so amazing being with him and having such a great time dating, aka eating out a lot! It also didn't help, that he was and is an amazing cook. In the 7 months we were dating/engaged I put on 15 pounds thinking oh it's just because we have been eating out so much I will lose that no problem. However, a month after we were married I found out I was pregnant! We were so excited and when I went to my first doctors appointment I discovered I had gained yet another 15 pounds! I was a little mortified at that fact but thought it will be okay I get it off after the baby is born.
I actually maintained my weight for the first 5 months of my pregnancy. I thought I was doing pretty well, though I spent the last 3 months of that only being able to keep down grilled cheese sandwiches and baked potatoes. Once I could eat regular food again I let myself go, not a good idea! By the time my sweet little girl was born I had packed on 50 pounds and weighed the most that I had ever weighed in my entire life!
I thought that's okay we can get this back off. Right after she was born I dropped 20 right off. Now she is 9 months old and instead of losing weight I have gained 10 pounds back! It is kind of horrifying to know that after 2 years of working my tail off I am now only 3 pounds away from where I started then.
So here I am back at my blog to have a place to be accountable. I may be the only one who ever reads this but I have to do something. On top of being disgusted with myself every time I look in my closet full of clothes and realize there are only about 6 shirts and 2 pairs of pants in there that currently fit me, I found out my mother was just diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. This fact has kicked me back into gear to get this weight back off once again.
This time I am simply going to track calories in and calories out. I have the LoseIt application on my iPhone to keep track of what I am eating each day. I am also going to log on here at least 3 times a week to keep track of my weight but also my struggles and triumphs as this journey begins yet again. This time I am doing it for my daughter and my husband, so I can be around to spend forever with them both, but I am also doing this for me. I am worth it! I am worth every once of effort to be healthy and full of life.
I know I am not the only one in this world struggling to conquer a weight problem though right now it feels as if I am all alone and the edge of a precipice. I just hope that whoever my happen across this blog might be encouraged to begin the hard journey of living a healthier life.
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