Ok this is the third time I tried to start writing this post. So here goes. March 31st 2011, and I got on the scale this morning to a charming weight of 306 pounds. Kinda disgusted with that. But it is what it is; going on from here.
I suppose I could make all kinds of excuses, but truth be told there aren't really any. I knew I was eating too much but did it anyway. I will say things seemed pretty pointless and I developed an attitude of "what's the point". It's crazy frustrating when you are trying to change your lifestyle and those you live with are acting out over it. It's seemed like every time I worked out or lost a pound he would go and get ice-cream or pie. Oh yes, I know I am fully responsible for my own actions. I crashed and burned in a nasty depression.
So here I am, 306 lbs. There has been an interesting development. The hubs had a doctor's appointment and she chewed him up and spat him out. I knew he was eating himself to death, but his sugar reading was really bad. Doc told him to reduce his consumption to 1800 calories a day. She also increased his long acting insulin.
The first day was full of temper tantrums and whining. Today has been better about the eating. Both of us are doing the 1800 cal. It is such a relief to not have him stuffing three meals down his throat at one sitting. Really helps to actually be making these changes with someone rather than going against the tide.
He wanted some new bib overalls and thought he wore a 38. Surprise, surprise, he ended up with size 44 before they fit right. That was a bit of an eye opener too. I haven't done any better since I had surgery either. Very limited activity and yes some emotional eating too. I've gained 3.5 inches on my bust putting it at a resounding 51.5 inches.
Truth be told I kinda freaked out over 1800 cal a day too, but there is actually plenty to eat depending on how you choose your food.
I've been really worried about the hubs. He has been home since the first of the year and really packing it in. This visit to the doctor was a good thing. Maybe we will have some more years to enjoy... rather than just existing sliding into an unhealthy demise.
I am really looking forward to no longer carrying around 161 extra pounds. Rather than looking at the total weight to lose, I am looking at one day at a time, changing lifestyle, and 5 to 10 percent of my weight. They say losing 10 % of your weight can make a huge difference in your health. I hope they are right. So here we go... looking at 10 % of my weight; that would be 30.6 lbs. When that is off I'll look at the next 10%. That first 10% lost will take my weight down to 275.4 lbs. Still seems like a lot but it's under 300 lbs. That is something to celebrate as far as I'm concerned.
When I got on the scale this morning I was afraid I was over 310. I was very relieved that I wasn't . That in itself was a victory today.
Finally got wifi set up so I can use the interactive trainer in my treadmill. Started on that today too. Kicked my behind. WoW, it's amazing the difference the incline makes. That was quite the workout, huge difference from walking or running on a relatively level trail. This training program jumped up to 26% incline. I lasted 15 minutes. May not be very long, but I'm going back at it again. I have Ifit for a year before I need to renew it. I am determined to make good use of it.
Slowly working on de-cluttering my home as well. Wish I could instantly have that done, but its a process to be sure. I read an article that said clutter had a negative effect on weight loss. I can believe it. Get frustrated over the mess and just go eat. Look at the whole thing and become overwhelmed and go sit in the corner of the couch and hide. Been there done that. There is so much friggen mail. Good grief. It's not just mail though. Making changes, one day one trash can at a time...
Life is a journey, sometimes the trail is twisty
Mary E. Robbins
Sunday, April 03, 2011
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