I'm 190 lbs. now… down 5 lbs. from my worst weight this winter. But I've been down as far as 185 lbs. last year and then I lose motivation… I CAN'T LET MYSELF DO THAT THIS TIME. I really mean it (and writing will make it so, right?).
I'm happy today, I feel accomplished and at least I've changed my eating habits and have worked exercise in to most days, but I know it needs to be a life change and not a 'losing weight' and then going back to status quo.
So, I'm cautiously optimistic today. I know I probably won't lose weight as quickly as the first 5 came off, but I think if I can continue to diet *and* exercise, not just diet (with my occasional cheating) I can do this.
I've given up chocolate for Lent and I've done that before (the last time I gave up chocolate for Lent, I lost 7 lbs.), however, I've decided that until I lose 20 lbs., I'm not having chocolate again.
And if you think chocolate isn't a big deal, know that I *only* like chocolate chip cookies and chocolate cake, etc., I don't eat any other ice cream flavor or desserts that aren't chocolate, so that is a huge part of my bad food habit. And the only way to combat it is to not have it at all. I'm thinking that I have to approach it like I'd imagine an alcoholic would… I have to stay on the wagon. I know I won't stop if I fall off.
Oh, on a side note, I was brainstorming with Sarah about how to handle tele-marketers, I'm terribly rude (but it can be the highlight of my day). So she gets the bright idea for this exchange… she answers the phone:
"Hello?" (in a small child voice)
"Hello, is your mother or father there?"
"Um, yes, but mommy and daddy won't talk to me… they won't wake up and there's blood all over… and the man with the knife came back, so I'm sitting in the closet… can you wake up mommy and daddy? 'cause I'm really scared…"
I can't wait until the American Heart Association guy calls again, It's going to be TOO FUNNY!!! I think we could give him a heart attack. Is she my kid or what?!!!