Well this week has come to an end. Honestly, it went by super slowly. I went walking 5 days this week doing a mile a day. After being super sedentary, I slowly trying to build my physical activity up. I have been logging my calories on myfitnesspal (tricenews87- friend me). Right now I’m eating 1800 calories a day. I’ve been pretty good staying within my calories. I was only over 1 day this week. My main struggle this week has been my water intake. I have always had a problem not drinking enough liquid. So next week my goal is to drink at least a cup of water with every meal and snack.
Anywho, time for the weigh in. I ended this week at 315. That’s a total of 7 pounds lost!
I’m 25 and I think it’s time for me to start finally living my life. 30 is only 5 years away and I haven’t found happiness yet. This year I want to find love within myself. I want to learn to be more open and put myself out there. Its finally time for me to be the best me I can be and stop being complacent with my past failures. I have to learn some control and take it over my life.
I have come to the conclusion that I really need to figure out how I got to this place in my life. I feel like many people think that when they see a fat/overweight person that the person has some sort of food addiction or just lazy. Some of that maybe true. There is truth in every stereotype. But thinking about myself I began to wonder what was my issue. Am I an emotional eater, am I lazy, do I have an addiction to food or just poor eating habits. Well I think the latter is the main reason.
Confession: I have poor eating habits. I cant tell you a day I have ever eaten three balanced meals. I am big girl that doesn’t really eat, believe it or not. Ever since high school I usually only eat once a day, maybe twice. Both meals are never balanced. I am not a breakfast eater, at all ,never have been. Its not that I don’t like typical breakfast foods, its just I’ve never forced myself to eat in the morning. In high school I hardly ate lunch (I was usually finishing homework, talking to friends, etc). If I did eat, it was usually something like maybe a quick bag of chips, an apple, or tuna & crackers from the school store. Since I was really involved in high school, despite my shyness, I didn’t get home till around 8pm. By that time I was starving, so even if I ate something healthy, I am sure I ate way too much of it. This was a cycle that has never been broken. It stuck with me all the way across country to college. Having classes during the lunch hours, busy with group projects, movie & wine nights, vodka shots, staying up till 4am, and tons of other serious bad habits that kept me from breaking this crazy cycle.
My problem isn’t that I don’t know how to eat healthy, I do. It isn’t that I don’t like healthy foods, I do like them. My problem is eat properly in a convenient way. Foods that are often convenient usually aren’t the healthiest choices. Also I lacked motivation to do anything about my problem. I was just coping through life and became complacent with who I was. Not that thats a good excuse but its the truth. Now I need to change it.