2B135AGAIN
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Hello everyone. If you read this post earlier, I've moved part of my intro to my diary - TMI sorry!! My name is Donna and I’m 45 years old and live in Colorado. I’m a transplant from the east coast (in 2001), and was in pretty good shape until my husband passed away in 1999. We ran and rollerbladed together and I cooked a lot, usually pretty healthy stuff. During the first 2 years after he died I stopped working out and cooking, and started eating a lot of fast food. Very bad combination - I gained about 50 lbs. I was really depressed, of course, but even now that the grief is long past I’ve never gotten back to the old me. I also quit smoking in 2003 (yay!), but gained another 20 lbs. It’s time. I’m sick of looking at this strange person in my skin.
I’m nervous that I’m going to fall off the food wagon, or crap out of my commitment to work out regularly, so I’m here to bare my soul, create some accountability and ask for help to stay on track.
For me it’s the little things that trip me up, watching TV, out running errands with my elderly mother who wants ice cream or to eat lunch at one of those all-you-can-eat buffets, or babysitting for my nieces and nephews and fixing them snacks, the smell of someone’s dinner cooking on the way home that makes me think I’m too hungry to cook (I’ll just have fast food, a bag of popcorn, a sandwich, cheese…)
I have set some pretty aggressive goals for myself and I'm already worried that I'm going to miss them, but I'm plugging along. I've read some really motivating stories from people on this site, though, and I'm looking forward to getting to know you all.
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Donna
I’m nervous that I’m going to fall off the food wagon, or crap out of my commitment to work out regularly, so I’m here to bare my soul, create some accountability and ask for help to stay on track.
For me it’s the little things that trip me up, watching TV, out running errands with my elderly mother who wants ice cream or to eat lunch at one of those all-you-can-eat buffets, or babysitting for my nieces and nephews and fixing them snacks, the smell of someone’s dinner cooking on the way home that makes me think I’m too hungry to cook (I’ll just have fast food, a bag of popcorn, a sandwich, cheese…)
I have set some pretty aggressive goals for myself and I'm already worried that I'm going to miss them, but I'm plugging along. I've read some really motivating stories from people on this site, though, and I'm looking forward to getting to know you all.
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Donna
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