Ok, so I'm on the right path. A few days ago I decided to step on a scale. I think the first time in several months. Likely since Decemberish. I thought it was bad last time at 253 - then, 1 pound less than my highest ever. A pat on the back was had. I had it in the back of my head a thought about how that was pretty bad - but at least it wasn't my worst! Real healthy attitude.
So, about a month ago my hips felt like they were seizing up, and my knees started killing me - and EVERYTHING, and I mean EVERYTHING I ate started making me feel really awful. I could eat a yogurt and it felt like I'd done 3 rounds at Old Country Kitchen Buffet. I didn't have any warning signs, I went to full blown Alert Level Red.
The last time I felt like my body had gone on vacation and left me to limp along, was a couple of years ago - when I did hit 254. So, knowing this - I knew I had to face the music.
It was time for me to get on the scale and find out what was going on.
Three numbers were then burned in to my brain.
2 6 8
WTF?
268? What does that mean, is my scale broken? Did I set it wrong? Am I wearing a couple of bricks around my neck? How the **** did I get to 268?
Oh right...something about eating whatever, whenever and not moving around...
So here I am, at Step 1. I'm starting to make the changes that I need too. I'm exhausted from feeling sore and tired, gassy and uncomfortable and like a total blimped out failure. I'm tired of my friends trying to convince me that I'm worthwhile and to believe in myself. So I'm going to give myself something to believe in. I'm going to treat myself as I would treat a friend through this major life change.
I'll be leaning heavy on this forum for daily support and encouragement - even if it's directed at others. It will help me stay in the moment, because I think that's the key for me. Not the past - not what will be in the future, but in the mirror today. How I'm feeling right here, right now.
Thanks, if you're still reading this longwinded post.
Hayley
PS. I'm 39, Married to the sweetest but laziest husband evah! Addicted Scrapbooker, Animal Activist and Workaholic. Pleased to meet you.