I confess that I am horribly self-conscious about anyone seeing me exercise - I only do my DVDs and DDRing while my housemate is actually OUT of the house, not just upstairs.
I confess that I get this mentality about junk food in the house: "Well, it's not just going to go away. At least if I eat it all right now I won't have to be tempted by it later."
I confess that I've been living on cheetos and oatmeal for the past two days because that's all I have in the house right now (after my backpacking trip all my groceries were spoiled).
I confess that I totally torqued my knee during said backpacking trip, but I'm half-convincing myself to run on it anyway just cause I feel guilty for not having gone for a run yet this week.
I confess that I get this mentality about junk food in the house: "Well, it's not just going to go away. At least if I eat it all right now I won't have to be tempted by it later."
LOL. I feel the same way about junk food: If I just eat this entire bag of Tim's salt and vinegar chips then it won't be tempting me tonight, tomorrow and the next day... It's very silly.
I confess that I get this mentality about junk food in the house: "Well, it's not just going to go away. At least if I eat it all right now I won't have to be tempted by it later."
This should have been one of mine. I couldn't agree with you more. The whole 'out of sight, out of mind' thing does not work for me. The food needs to be eaten by someone else or thrown away or I will eat it.
I confess that I get this mentality about junk food in the house: "Well, it's not just going to go away. At least if I eat it all right now I won't have to be tempted by it later."
*sigh* Yep, another one here, too...
I confess...
...that I would still much rather eat a yummy Ukranian meal of starch and fat than a healthy one of lean protein and veggies, despite how they each make me feel.
...that I really do love exercising.
...that I am PETRIFIED to start running. I'm so, so, so scared of failing at this.
...that I still dream about chocolate chip cookies every day.
...that I never think I'm doing good enough.
...that I feel completely overwhelmed with this whole journey, knowing that there's always something I'm missing.
...that I would still much rather eat a yummy Ukranian meal of starch and fat than a healthy one of lean protein and veggies, despite how they each make me feel.
Oh, man, I hear you there. I'm from a Doukhobor background (some cuisine similarities) and my partner is from a Ukrainian background, so between our families, there is so much tempting delicious horrible-for-me food. It doesn't help that it's food I grew up with, so I'm horribly nostalgic for it, too. Oh man, I'm drooling now...
I confess that I get this mentality about junk food in the house: "Well, it's not just going to go away. At least if I eat it all right now I won't have to be tempted by it later."
I've heard of people who not only throw out the junk food, but spray it with something that will render it inedible so there is no temptation to eat it out of the garbage (think windex, bleach or some such thing).
I confess that I love sour cream and I will never give it up.
I confess that I love wine and although I've managed to go 2 days without it, I know that I will not give it up entirely.
I confess that I love cheese and I know I eat too much of it and usually add too much to recipes when cooking with it. (doesn't that just kill the calorie count in the recipe? Yes, but I still count it at what it is supposed to be per the recipe!)
I confess that I really hate exercising. Well, aerobic type exercise anyway. I am totally uncoordinated! I'd rather sit home and watch TV than go to a gym. I've been trying to get my butt off my chair and walk next door (yes, next door) to the gym to see what a membership would cost and I just can't get myself to do it. (I work next to it--I don't live next to it! LOL)
I confess...
things not going as exactly planned makes me cranky
this next five lbs seems to be really kicking my butt- I know I can do it though
I hate the texture of mashed potatoes it makes me gag
This past 30lbs feels surreal... like any day now I am gonna wake up 30lbs heavier.
Gosh, this is a good thread. I've enjoyed reading it. I guess I better add to it! I confess:
... I am totally addicted to coffee (at least I drink it black).
... I roll my eyes whenever anyone suggests that caffeine is bad.
... DQ Heath bar blizzards... Love them! (and I miss them terribly)
... I only check my weight once a week, but as others have mentioned, I give the scale a couple of chances to change its mind and show a lower weight.
... If I could afford the cost and the calories, I would eat out for lunch everyday.
**** Ok the next one is bad. But it is very true and I would never admit it to anyone but 3FC. Oh my... here it goes:
... I really want to get to my goal weight (and lower) because if I ever get a chance to see my old boyfriend from high school again, I want him to have that old desire from back then. (no, we never slept together, but I want him to want to!!!)
... I really want to get to my goal weight (and lower) because if I ever get a chance to see my old boyfriend from high school again, I want him to have that old desire from back then. (no, we never slept together, but I want him to want to!!!)
I so badly want to run into people I used to be friends with, and ex boyfriends and whatnot when I get to my goal weight. I've got three months until my boyfriend gets done with bootcamp... I want to be one hot momma when he gets out!
- that I don't believe I will ever be 'slim' - I actually fear that I may get down to my goal weight and still need to wear a size 20, even though others say they are that weight and height and wearing a 10 (or even an 8!)
Heather
Oh wow! I was just thinking about this the other day. I was thinking that I worry I will lose the weight and still have to shop in the Plus dept instead of in the misses dept where there is a thousand times more to choose from!
I wouldn't worry one minute about still being plus-sized when you hit goal...at 140 I was wearing mostly sixes!
I confess...I drink a *lot* of Diet Coke. Oh, sure, I still drink plenty of water, but I can drink a Diet Coke and convince myself it was a snack, so I "snack" a whole lot...now if only I had some caffeine tolerance for when I need to get school work done.
I confess that
...I hate to exercise. I do try to do it on the weekend, but I hate that too.
...I do eat out lunch everyday. I try to eat healthy for the most part but I do have the occasional Mickey D's, Arby's, Burger King (you get the idea)
...I like to eat out (I hate cooking)
...I do love water and drink a lot of it!
...I also like my beer
...I don't really care for sweets
...I am addicted to Fitday and 3fatchicks
The reason I'm probably losing so slowly is all of the above. But, you know what I am losing and developing a new eating pattern that I can live with the rest of my life and I'm OK with that.
I confess that I take advantage of "Easter seasonal candy" and eat a whole container of chocolate covered marshmellow eggs in one sitting.
I confess that I want to see results a lot faster!
I confess that my husband may be more "forward" if I am in better shape (I was about 30 pounds lighter when I met him!) and wear those shorter dresses in summer ( I wear long skirts and dresses with my sandals!)
I confess that I hope that this is the year ( just past my 40th birthday!) I get in shape and maintain it!
I confess that I want to be like that lady in the NutraSystem ad " I haven't had this smokin' hot body since college."...since she is also a "40 year old mom". I have never had that "smokin' hot body", but sure want it!
I eat like I am afraid someone is going to take it away....
I will grab two donuts at work and hide one in my drawer so know one will know...
I crave greasy fried chicken and find a way to convice myself that I "deserve" it.
I can't walk away from all the junk others bring to our break room.
I tell myself at work that when I get home I will exercise then when I get home, I talk myself out of it.
I complain how uncomfortable I am but keeping looking for the "quick fix"...
I'm lazy
Okay, I still don't know why I am the way I am but I feel a little better knowing that you all know my secrets....
I Confess....
