Okay. So I’m pretty excited here…now granted it was tortoise in nature and everything but an overnight success story, BUT I hit my first target and now I need to share it with someone…and if you’re reading this…congratulations…You are My Someone!
I LOST 5 WHOLE POUNDS
It’s taken 3 dang months of commitment to reverse the damage, but those 5 pounds are not from water weight or starvation, they are real live, behavioral changing, gone for good pounds. I just have to do this 2 more times to reach my fighting weight! Just 2 more 3 month periods of making small yet consistent changes to drop the 15 that I don’t want to hold onto any longer. You know how it is…if I don’t jump in and stop the crazy train I will turn around and that unwanted 15 becomes an unwanted 20…then 25…then 35…NOOOOOOO. I know what it feels like to feel good in my skin, and I know how ridiculous I must have sounded when I was at the weight I now desire and I said things like, “Am I fat?”… I now know not to condemn myself or play small when I’m working hard to be the best version of ME. Praise! God has walked me through some muck and stuff to get to this place and PRAISE and PRAISE…I’m thankful.
So…what am I doing?
I bought a scale.
I once burnt a scale. I once threw a scale out with the garbage. I once swore I’d never weigh again. I lied…to you if I told you that, and to myself. I bought a scale because I went to the doctor in January and they weighed me and I decided it might be best for me to know my numbers. I bought a “>Renpho scale off Amazon. It’s fancy and accurate. I downloaded the Renpho app on my phone along with MyFitnessPal and Fitbit. The trifecta of technological accountability at your fingertips. I set my macros and calories and record every morsel of food or drink that enters my body, I wear my fitbit with a daily step goal that I aim to reach and I weigh on Mondays. Yesterday was Monday. After three months of trying, I look down and lo and behold I was FINALLY down 5 pounds.
V-I-C-T-O-R-Y
I’ve taken bits and pieces of all the rules from different weight loss methods and formulated this plan…I call it…
THE 49 YEAR OLD WOMAN WHO MOVED TO LOUISIANA 3 YEARS AGO AND DISCOVERED SHE IN FACT DOES ENJOY FOOD AND EATING AND THIS EATING OFTEN TIMES INCLUDES DRINKING AND I’M NOT TALKING ABOUT WATER WHILE AT THE SAME TIME WORKING FROM HOME WHICH MEANS GETTING IN HER 10K STEPS IS SOMETIMES A STRUGGLE SO SHE IS FIGHTING THE GOOD FIGHT FOR LIFE PLAN.
It’s Keto/Macroholics/Mediterranean/Portion Control/Intermittent Fasting/Vegan/Paleo…
And it works.
For me.
The thing that works best for me might not work best for you but all of us know that making conscious, healthy decisions with your food choices added to an effort to move your body more works for EVERYBODY.
I see it this way…In 3 more months I’ll be down another 5 and I’ll high five myself and keep going…and if I keep going…in 6 months I’ll be down another 5 which will mean I’ve met my goal. I’ll stop and see how I feel and maybe decide to put on a dress or some jeans and stand in front of the mirror and take a good look. I’ll have just turned 50. I’ll be 50 years old standing in front of a mirror wearing a dress or some jeans that I probably bought back when I was in my 40’s…I’ll think about how quickly the last 10 years flew by and with those thoughts will come the thoughts of the things I lost or left behind. I’ll think about Jana like I always do. I’ll say something like, I can’t believe you left me here to get old without you. We were going to be the funniest and most annoying old ladies ever…together. I’ll think about all the losses as well as the gains. I’ll think about the blessings of finding a true and lasting love with someone who makes me feel like I can do or be anything but doesn’t love me an ounce less for still wondering what I want to be when I grow up. I’ll think about being a grandmother and shake my head in disbelief that I was called to this incredible life. I’ll think about Jennifer Aniston. Jennifer is 2 days older than me and I like to google her and see how she’s doing…I know that when Jennifer, who has access to all the age fighting weapons no matter the cost starts to crumble…we are all going down…I’ll wonder if I live another 50 years and get to be 100 if I’ll get to do and see all that is in my heart to do and see. I’ll probably think about my regrets…for like two seconds…then stop myself and remember that life is too short to think about regrets.
Don’t regret stuff. Just do the next best thing you can do with where you are and what you have…and love others. Yes. Do that.
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