Does anyone have a Wii Fit? You make a little person to represent you, which is called a Mii. I typed in my information and my Mii was basically an egg with chicken legs. Lest you think the Mii will stay hidden until you are ready to play with it, it doesn't. The Mii becomes part of the Mii community. Anytime anyone plays a game, your Mii has the chance to surface. My daughter was playing a team sport and she said, oh look, there's mom's Mii, I can tell because it is chubby. She is only 8, and she was right. I didn't get upset, because it is my fault that my Mii is obese. My fat Mii was one of those things that made me realize I had to do something about my weight.
I hemmed and hawed, I beat myself up, I whined about how unfair life was, I decided that I was a good person and who cares if I'm overweight. I basically lied to myself, because I do care. I judge myself on my weight. I stay out of pictures, I know I am going to regret not being in any pictures when my kids are grown. I don't dress nice because I don't want to buy clothes in size 16-18, I can wear some 14-16's so those are the clothes I wear, all the time. People treat you different based on how you are dressed. It's a sad unfortunate fact.
I hit the wall
it was time to either lose the weight or go into the plus size department. I have nothing against the plus size department, but you must understand, I keep giving myself cut off's of what is acceptable and I keep eating my way through them. At first it was weighing 150, if the doctors office had to move the scale off of the 100's to weigh me, I needed to lose weight. Then it became 160, I was getting older and I still looked pretty good. I hit 170, as long as I didn't hit 175, I would be fine. I passed 175, as long as I didn't weigh what I weighed at 9 months pregnant, I would be fine. Yep, you guessed it, I passed that one up too. Then I said, ok, as long as I am not in the plus size department I am fine (it was either that or hit 200 and I am dangerously close to 200).
So here I am.
I plan on keeping a food journal, drinking 8 glasses of water a day, and limiting myself to 1500 calories per day. I will not get bent out of shape if I go to 1600 calories on some days. I know there is the opinion that you have to give 100% balls to the wall to be successful, but that all or nothing thinking doesn't work for me. I am human and I will slip up and when I have the all or nothing mentality when I slip up I fall off the wagon instead of picking myself and brushing myself off and moving on.
I also plan to use my brain this time. I have been thinking a lot about my weight. I am going to try to slow down and talk to myself when I want to eat to decide if I am really hungry or what else could be causing the desire to want to eat.
I hemmed and hawed, I beat myself up, I whined about how unfair life was, I decided that I was a good person and who cares if I'm overweight. I basically lied to myself, because I do care. I judge myself on my weight. I stay out of pictures, I know I am going to regret not being in any pictures when my kids are grown. I don't dress nice because I don't want to buy clothes in size 16-18, I can wear some 14-16's so those are the clothes I wear, all the time. People treat you different based on how you are dressed. It's a sad unfortunate fact.
I hit the wall
it was time to either lose the weight or go into the plus size department. I have nothing against the plus size department, but you must understand, I keep giving myself cut off's of what is acceptable and I keep eating my way through them. At first it was weighing 150, if the doctors office had to move the scale off of the 100's to weigh me, I needed to lose weight. Then it became 160, I was getting older and I still looked pretty good. I hit 170, as long as I didn't hit 175, I would be fine. I passed 175, as long as I didn't weigh what I weighed at 9 months pregnant, I would be fine. Yep, you guessed it, I passed that one up too. Then I said, ok, as long as I am not in the plus size department I am fine (it was either that or hit 200 and I am dangerously close to 200). So here I am.
I plan on keeping a food journal, drinking 8 glasses of water a day, and limiting myself to 1500 calories per day. I will not get bent out of shape if I go to 1600 calories on some days. I know there is the opinion that you have to give 100% balls to the wall to be successful, but that all or nothing thinking doesn't work for me. I am human and I will slip up and when I have the all or nothing mentality when I slip up I fall off the wagon instead of picking myself and brushing myself off and moving on.
I also plan to use my brain this time. I have been thinking a lot about my weight. I am going to try to slow down and talk to myself when I want to eat to decide if I am really hungry or what else could be causing the desire to want to eat.