Ladies,
Thanks for your thoughts and sharing with me "how you knew" you could lose weight.
As I've sat here and examined my thoughts a bit, I realize that there's a part of me that doesn't look in the mirror and thinks that it's ok for me to be this weight. Honestly,
Robin, I could probably go on like this if I wanted to. I'm not sure I'm "sick and tired" of being fat. (That just sounds wrong when I write it.)
The thing is: I don't
want to continue to weigh this much.
Perhaps it's vanity, I don't know. It's like a tiny voice inside me. It's that same tiny voice that actually
wants to exercise.

I want to take care of myself. (Wow! Writing that statement was a slap of reality...it says that I haven't been taking care of myself. It's like I have all of a sudden looked at not consistently exercising as not brushing my teeth for years or something. Ewww! Eating excessive portions and calories I could probably equate to something equally gross.)
I think you make a very good point,
Eileen. I need to take joy in taking care of myself. I did take joy in my walks when I was losing weight. I couldn't wait to get out there and walk and I really missed it when I couldn't. I can see taking joy in eating fewer calories each day might pose a challenge now and again...hmmm. Maybe that's when I employ
jtammy's thoughts of this
"is not rocket science. There are people less intelligent than me that have managed to lose weight and keep it off. If they can do it, I can do it."
Once I get some victories like
GirlyGirl I know that I'll be able to hear the quiet voice louder.
Well, here it is:
I vow to nurture and grow the small voice inside me that wants to exercise. I vow to care for my body the way I care for my daughter. I will care for the nutrition and portion size of what we BOTH eat.
(Yeah, I'm faking it...I haven't internalized those feelings yet, but
GirlyGirl mentioned faking it until we make it...)
Mmmm. I gotta go. I have a cross trainer calling my name.