Well it has been 9 days since I have had a soda. That is HUGE for me! I really like soda and have a really hard time drinking water because it has no flavor. I have been adding lemon to it and having a little crystal lite in place of my precious diet pepsi. So far, so good!
I have also been gluten-free for 9 days! It has been really difficult. I LOVE breads and pasta! A while ago, I went and had a food allergy test done and found out that I needed to omit gluten from my diet. I have gone back and forth for a couple of months. It is a tough process; not so much because of the food you can't eat, but because gluten is in everything! It is so difficult to find things that do not contain gluten: chicken, lunch meat, etc have gluten in them (who knew?). It is also kind spendy. But I have to admit that I am feeling much better already. I have been taking a ton of vitamins and really paying attention to what I am putting into my mouth.
I have tried to loose weight and live a healthier lifestyle many times before, but I have always had an underlining thought in my head that it was "pointless" or that "it wasn't going to work" or have been joining someone else on "their" journey; but this time is different. I really feel positive about this experience I am embarking on. I am focused, determined, and I am doing it for me and nobody else.
Look out world...Here I come!
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Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
All About Me!
Well... I have finally reach "that" point. The point in your life where you finally have that "ah-ha" moment and realize that "you" are important and that you have been neglecting yourself all this time. Those of you who know me well, know that I have always been concerned with my weight and that over the years it has just seemed to spiral out of control.
I know that I am an emotional eater and I also know that I take on too many other peoples problems and pain. I can literally feel other peoples pain, sorrow, depression, and frustration. My heart aches and my head spins. I just want to "fix" it for them so they don't "hurt" anymore.
As of now... I weigh 100 pounds more than I did in high school (gulp). It is so hard to say those words out loud, let alone write them down for the world to see. It is not something that I am proud of and I do not feel comfortable in my own skin. Yet there is something comforting about actually saying it and getting out in the open.
These past couple of years have been really difficult on me. I have learned a lot about family, friends, and relationships. I have learned that you cannot change people, no matter how much you help them, they have to be the ones who want to change. It just enables them to make that change. I have learned that people I thought cared about me really didn't and ones that I thought didn't, actually did. I have found friendships in unlikely places and have found a comfort in not being "perfect".
I used to think that having my house emaculate, my children well-dressed, and having them in all sorts of activites meant that I was being a "good mom". I spent SO much time worring about EVERYONE else that I have totally forgotten about myself. Now my thoughts have completely changed in that matter. My house is messy (or as we call it "lived-in"), my daughter definitely has a style all her own, and my kids are involved in the things that "they" are interested in. I have made the realization that I need to take better care of myself. I need to set that example for my kids. They need to know that they need to be in the number one spot when it comes to priorities in their own lives. I need to set that example for them. I need to set that standard for myself.
I have finally made the decision to start putting myself first. Time to become comfortable in my own skin, time to let my personality shine, time to find myself again.
My journey to mental and physical health begins today, wish me luck!
I know that I am an emotional eater and I also know that I take on too many other peoples problems and pain. I can literally feel other peoples pain, sorrow, depression, and frustration. My heart aches and my head spins. I just want to "fix" it for them so they don't "hurt" anymore.
As of now... I weigh 100 pounds more than I did in high school (gulp). It is so hard to say those words out loud, let alone write them down for the world to see. It is not something that I am proud of and I do not feel comfortable in my own skin. Yet there is something comforting about actually saying it and getting out in the open.
These past couple of years have been really difficult on me. I have learned a lot about family, friends, and relationships. I have learned that you cannot change people, no matter how much you help them, they have to be the ones who want to change. It just enables them to make that change. I have learned that people I thought cared about me really didn't and ones that I thought didn't, actually did. I have found friendships in unlikely places and have found a comfort in not being "perfect".
I used to think that having my house emaculate, my children well-dressed, and having them in all sorts of activites meant that I was being a "good mom". I spent SO much time worring about EVERYONE else that I have totally forgotten about myself. Now my thoughts have completely changed in that matter. My house is messy (or as we call it "lived-in"), my daughter definitely has a style all her own, and my kids are involved in the things that "they" are interested in. I have made the realization that I need to take better care of myself. I need to set that example for my kids. They need to know that they need to be in the number one spot when it comes to priorities in their own lives. I need to set that example for them. I need to set that standard for myself.
I have finally made the decision to start putting myself first. Time to become comfortable in my own skin, time to let my personality shine, time to find myself again.
My journey to mental and physical health begins today, wish me luck!
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