about2loseit
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Hello, all - I'm Angela. I am a woman on a mission, you could say, and I am looking for a bit of support. I figured this thread was the best place to introduce myself and rant about myself a little.
(It gets long from here, so if you want to turn back now, feel free. I wrote this for myself, really, and feel better for it. If you are bored, however . . . please continue
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I have been a yo-yo dieter for many years and never really saw my weight loss through to the end. Every time I would lose 25, 30, 40 pounds, I would start to feel good about myself and I would slack off. Or something stressful would occur and I would put myelf off. Each time I would tell myself, hey - I did this well so far, I'll take a break and get back to it and do just as well. Then, I would try to jump back on the wagon only to find that the wagon had grown a foot since I'd jumped off and it was not quite as accessible as it had once been. So, each time I would "wait 'til tomorrow." Somehow, though, tomorrow never comes because there is always another excuse to . . . well . . . wait until tomorrow.
The other day I was feeling pretty low about my recent non-successes and got on the net looking for a reason to stay away from the junk food that was calling my name. Trusty Google brought me here. I began reading stories and posts and looking at before-after-in between photos and two things ocurred to me: (1) I am not alone. This is my problem but it is not something I have to face alone. Others have been where I am and have succeeded. I don't have to suffer alone because I am not the only one out there that has these issues. There is power in numbers and it truly gave me hope when I realized that I can learn from others on their journey, adopt some good habits of my own through example, and hopefully one day help another newbie that feels like I do right now; (2) A pretty big part of my problem is denial. If I don't admit I am fat - okay, I'll be PC and say obese - then I am not obese, right? Well, yeah, that works for a while. Then I'll pass a mirror and glance over and think, damn - am I really THAT big?? Or I would find myself in the middle of thin, beautiful people and suddently I am an obese sore thumb. I would feel out of place and feel like everyone was looking at me in disgust. Yes, this was probably all in my mind, but I felt that way nevertheless.
I am imagining myself thin and beautiful and healthy and happy. I can visualize shopping in the ladies' section. I can see myself going swimming and not being so self-conscious I want to hide. With these visions in my head and following the example of the people on this site I will make a plan, stick to it, and one day be who I want to be.
I am obese. I plan to change that. Tomorrow truly is the first day of the rest of my life and there will be no more waiting for the next tomorrow. There is only now. One day at a time.
If you are still here, thank you so much for reading this. You truly have no idea how much I appreciate that.
And now I begin my journey . . .
I have been a yo-yo dieter for many years and never really saw my weight loss through to the end. Every time I would lose 25, 30, 40 pounds, I would start to feel good about myself and I would slack off. Or something stressful would occur and I would put myelf off. Each time I would tell myself, hey - I did this well so far, I'll take a break and get back to it and do just as well. Then, I would try to jump back on the wagon only to find that the wagon had grown a foot since I'd jumped off and it was not quite as accessible as it had once been. So, each time I would "wait 'til tomorrow." Somehow, though, tomorrow never comes because there is always another excuse to . . . well . . . wait until tomorrow.
The other day I was feeling pretty low about my recent non-successes and got on the net looking for a reason to stay away from the junk food that was calling my name. Trusty Google brought me here. I began reading stories and posts and looking at before-after-in between photos and two things ocurred to me: (1) I am not alone. This is my problem but it is not something I have to face alone. Others have been where I am and have succeeded. I don't have to suffer alone because I am not the only one out there that has these issues. There is power in numbers and it truly gave me hope when I realized that I can learn from others on their journey, adopt some good habits of my own through example, and hopefully one day help another newbie that feels like I do right now; (2) A pretty big part of my problem is denial. If I don't admit I am fat - okay, I'll be PC and say obese - then I am not obese, right? Well, yeah, that works for a while. Then I'll pass a mirror and glance over and think, damn - am I really THAT big?? Or I would find myself in the middle of thin, beautiful people and suddently I am an obese sore thumb. I would feel out of place and feel like everyone was looking at me in disgust. Yes, this was probably all in my mind, but I felt that way nevertheless.
I am imagining myself thin and beautiful and healthy and happy. I can visualize shopping in the ladies' section. I can see myself going swimming and not being so self-conscious I want to hide. With these visions in my head and following the example of the people on this site I will make a plan, stick to it, and one day be who I want to be.
I am obese. I plan to change that. Tomorrow truly is the first day of the rest of my life and there will be no more waiting for the next tomorrow. There is only now. One day at a time.
If you are still here, thank you so much for reading this. You truly have no idea how much I appreciate that.
And now I begin my journey . . .