11 Days

In eleven days I turn 31.  I am happy in most aspects of my life.  The one part of my life that I am unhappy, maybe even angry about is my weight.  I'm at the highest I've ever been.  Just shy of what I weighed when I was pregnant with Lucas 2 years ago.  I find myself getting upset about my weight only to eat away those emotions.  This cycle is going to stop.  Things are going to change.  It's time.

I'm taking the advice of the wise, Morwen, and I will start with just one thing at a time.  The first change I'm going to make is removing Diet Coke from my life.  I can drink upwards of 4 a day and drink little to no water.  I don't despise water, in fact, I find myself craving water at times and loving every last sip when I do finally drink it. I know Diet Coke is full of chemicals and artificial sweeteners that don't have any benefits for me, but still I turn to it as a comforting measure.  I would call myself an addict.  If I don't have any in the house, I get panicky.  How am I going to get my next Diet Coke?  What will I drink?  I'm going to just fall asleep walking if I don't have that precious Diet Coke.

I'm going to prepare myself for this change.  I know it won't be easy.  I've let it go too far.  I'm going to anticipate the caffeine withdrawal headaches. Advil and water will be my new best friends, and I'm ok with that.  I could just slowly taper off my number of Diet Cokes, but then that would require me to use the skill of moderation and I'm just not there yet.  Maybe in a few months I can understand that it's ok to have a Diet Coke occasionally, but as of now, one leads to two leads to four and well... You know.


Each Sunday night, will be weigh-in night.  If for nothing else than to publicly embarrass myself into losing weight.  At work, we did a Biggest Loser challenge and each week at weigh in I was just mortified to show my weight.  I had some weight loss weeks, but I sure wasn't doing anything to move those numbers down on the scale.  Now I'm serious.  I have had a lot of reminders lately that life is all too short and I'm determined to make the most of mine and to turn my lifestyle around for myself and for my kid.  It's sad when you hide food you are eating from your kid cause it's not good enough for him, but it's good enough for you.  Makes no sense.

Week 1 - WEIGHT - 197.6

Losing it,

Lisa