295 pounds
I guess it was the beginning of June or the end of May, I went to the doctor to get a prescription refilled. I got on the scale and weighed 293 pounds. God, was that depressing and an eye opener. So the whole month of June, I ate really well. One meal that could be anything and the rest just fruits and veggies. I lost some weight, got to, I don't know, 288 or something, and then somewhere around the end of June lost my momentum and started having crazy cravings. I tried to hold on to my will power awhile but I got to a point where I couldn't fight the cravings any more. I've spent July eating pretty much what I wanted and even though I put 295 as my weight, I have no idea what the real numbers are. I'm afraid to step on the scale.
Today's been an okay day but I made a video for my job and cringed so bad as I watched it. I can't believe that little ball of a woman is me. My facial expressions are almost hidden in the folds of fat in my face. My health is crap. I mean my numbers are good but I have trouble moving like I want to and have aches and pains all in my joints. I've been taking a daily walk since April, but I can feel that I've gone backwards in fitness since the beginning of July.
I don't care if I'm ever skinny, I just don't want to be what I am now. I want to be more in control of my life.
Does anybody have any advice? What can I do about the cravings (usually for sweets) that just take possession of my mind and body sometimes? I feel like I could be content with my life if I were 245 lbs or less. At one time I would have shuddered at that, but now it looks like an unattainable goal.
I'm 50 and have ridden something of a weight roller coaster for most of my life, but it's never been this bad or seemed so hopeless. I could use some support.
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