I thought I was doing so well with my weight loss, until I weighed myself at the gym. I found out I was not in Onederland, I was 10 lbs away. It seems my scale was off.
I went out and bought a new one, but fell into the vicious pity party cycle. The more I ate, the more depressed I became, the more depressed I became the more I ate. Then came my yearly blood work, triglycerides at 259. I have a family history of heart disease, my sister has already had open heart surgery, she was 43 years old.
I saw my sisters cardiologist today and had an EKG and a Echo. Everything looked good, but she is taking the over preventive route. So goodbye fried, fatty, sugary foods. Hello healthy foods and exercise. I know I have to do it, I want to be around to harass my kids for a good long time.
Nothing like a forced change for motivation.