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I absolutely must lose weight. It has been creeping up forever. I weigh myself every Monday in an attempt to keep an eye on it - dieting or not - and this Monday I weighed 16 stone 11 1/2 pounds. Even for me that is heavy - I have put on about 7 pounds since Christmas. I reckon a healthy weight for me is about 11 stone, and that means I am 5 stone 11 1/2 pound over weight - 81 1/2 pounds overweight. Suddenly I realised that I am carrying more than 1/3 of my body weight as fat. Of this body, there is only 2/3 that is me, and the rest is fat.
No wonder I have a bad back, no wonder my feet ache when I walk, no wonder I never want to take a walk, when I used to love it. This weight is crippling me. I can't lift 81 pounds, but I am making myself carry that weight each day. I am nearly 43, and I have ahead of me long years of disability if I don't do something now. I've been looking and you just don't see elderly people as big as me. Maybe they are bed bound, but that is not a future I want.
I have to do something, and I have no more time, I have to do it now.
I know what to do - I have sucked up every bit of news about dieting since I was a chubby child. I know what is making me put the weight on, and it isn't the veg, the fruit, or the grilled chicken, it's the foods high in sugar and fat. Those foods are like a drug to me - I crave them, and use them when I am emotional, and they are harming me. I have to think of them in the same way as drugs, and cut them out.
I started Monday. I thought about the kind of person I am buried underneath this fat - a person with integrity, and I decided to believe in that integrity with every bit of strength I have. Being a person with integrty will get me out of this situation.
Monday I found a few times that I was heading towards food without even thinking about it. I wasn't hungry, it was habit. I ate a good breakfast of oats, nuts, seeds, bran, skimmed milk and some OJ. I had fruit mid morning, and more fruit with yogurt for lunch. A milky coffee (skimmed milk) was a nice snack. Dinner was vegetable curry with peanuts and rice. I drank water all everning. I had no time for much exercise other than walking round hospital with my daughter, walking round town afterwards, walking to watch my son play football.
Tuesday I weighed myself - I will weigh myself every day for the first week, and then weekly. I weighed one pound less than Monday. Hurrah! I ate a similar sort of food. 3pm I was hungry, so I had some malt loaf. I wanted to continue to eat. Really bad. I wasn't hungry, so I had water. Soon enough it was time to cook dinner - grilled chicken, baked potato, and a little of the veg curry to moisten the potato. I drank water in the evening.
Today I am 1/2 pound less than yesterday.
I know from experience that I want to eat when I am tired, so I must ensure I get my rest. I know that I need to exercise, though I have had a sick boy at home yesterday and today and have not been able to. I know that I must keep busy, and not allow myself to get too hungry, as that is when my self-control wavers. I intend to lose a significant amount of weight.
I will state that again - my intention is to lose a significant amount of weight.
No wonder I have a bad back, no wonder my feet ache when I walk, no wonder I never want to take a walk, when I used to love it. This weight is crippling me. I can't lift 81 pounds, but I am making myself carry that weight each day. I am nearly 43, and I have ahead of me long years of disability if I don't do something now. I've been looking and you just don't see elderly people as big as me. Maybe they are bed bound, but that is not a future I want.
I have to do something, and I have no more time, I have to do it now.
I know what to do - I have sucked up every bit of news about dieting since I was a chubby child. I know what is making me put the weight on, and it isn't the veg, the fruit, or the grilled chicken, it's the foods high in sugar and fat. Those foods are like a drug to me - I crave them, and use them when I am emotional, and they are harming me. I have to think of them in the same way as drugs, and cut them out.
I started Monday. I thought about the kind of person I am buried underneath this fat - a person with integrity, and I decided to believe in that integrity with every bit of strength I have. Being a person with integrty will get me out of this situation.
Monday I found a few times that I was heading towards food without even thinking about it. I wasn't hungry, it was habit. I ate a good breakfast of oats, nuts, seeds, bran, skimmed milk and some OJ. I had fruit mid morning, and more fruit with yogurt for lunch. A milky coffee (skimmed milk) was a nice snack. Dinner was vegetable curry with peanuts and rice. I drank water all everning. I had no time for much exercise other than walking round hospital with my daughter, walking round town afterwards, walking to watch my son play football.
Tuesday I weighed myself - I will weigh myself every day for the first week, and then weekly. I weighed one pound less than Monday. Hurrah! I ate a similar sort of food. 3pm I was hungry, so I had some malt loaf. I wanted to continue to eat. Really bad. I wasn't hungry, so I had water. Soon enough it was time to cook dinner - grilled chicken, baked potato, and a little of the veg curry to moisten the potato. I drank water in the evening.
Today I am 1/2 pound less than yesterday.
I know from experience that I want to eat when I am tired, so I must ensure I get my rest. I know that I need to exercise, though I have had a sick boy at home yesterday and today and have not been able to. I know that I must keep busy, and not allow myself to get too hungry, as that is when my self-control wavers. I intend to lose a significant amount of weight.
I will state that again - my intention is to lose a significant amount of weight.