Overweight, unhealthy me focused on "having time" instead of making time.

Overweight, unhealthy me never planned on meals, and thought fast food was easy.

Overweight, unhealthy me was convinced that fatty, crappy foods tasted good.

Overweight, unhealthy me was convinced that exercise would not be any fun.

Overweight, unhealthy me ate whole containers of ice cream by myself without a second thought.

Overweight, unhealthy me didn't realize I was walking around carrying the equivalent of two large bags of dog kibble on my body, and yet I wondered why my feet hurt.

Overweight, unhealthy me thought that because I sometimes went for a walk a couple times around the track, I must be in pretty good shape.

Jay

Oh gosh. A trip down memory lane..........

There is SO much that overweight ME did totally wrong that caused me to be, well, umm, overweight. I'll give it a shot. Here's a few that comes to mind.

Overweight me - would buy 1/2 gallon of ice cream with the intention of eating the whole darn thing. Not in one sitting. But over the course of 2 days and sometimes managed to do so in ONE day.

Overweight me avoided the scale for close to 15 years.

Overweight me ate what I wanted when I wanted - and apparently overweight me wanted a heckuva lot.

Overweight me was incredibly sedentary and never did any formal exercise. Didn't do much unintentional exercise either.

Overweight me ate fried foods ALL the time. Ate full fat salad dressings. Never skimped on calories. Just kept on pouring more and more oil in the pot. The whole bit.

Overweight me always went back for seconds, usually thirds.

Overweight me ate very little in the way of veggies.

Overweight me didn't stop eating until I was stuffed and downright uncomfortable.

Overweight me never turned down dessert.

Overweight me always waited for a Monday to start her "diet". And usually didn't try very hard at all.

Overweight me didn't realize for over 20 years that there was a way out. Didn't realize that exercise was not the devil. Didn't realize that eating healthy is a joy, not a burden. Didn't realize that my body was a gift from G-d, meant to be nurtured, not abused.

All I can say is that overweight me is really glad to be history and oh so happy that slim/healthy ME has taken over. :)

I'm cross-posting because this is interesting and I'm not sure which thread it is more pertinent to ... probably neither it's just the difference between me and my son ...

We were watching a program on TV last evening about food addiction. In response to a woman's remark that she was unwilling to deprive herself of snickers because she likes them, my 26 y o son (5'10" 165 lbs) said something like ... Deprive? I like snickers too but not every day.

So I asked him the obvious question and NO he never thinks he deserves a candy bar. A cold beer is a mighty fine thing but deserve ??? he didn't think so.
I do think I deserve a treat. Inspite of the fact that it has no nutritional value and is doing nothing to improve my life or health ...
You know the old drill? ... intellectually I know ....