Some people have asked me how I started my weight loss. My first few months in the blog archive explain it all.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Damage Control
Thanksgiving morning I awoke, went for my run, cleaned my home, made rolls, broccoli salad, and Jello. Getting ready for my shower, I stepped on the scale, showered and basked in the glow of being exactly 135 on the scale. I was cocky I think.
Thanksgiving Armageddon, the day after. 137.5. two and a half pounds gained in one day. Holy smoke. My lovely sister Carrot Jello did a thanksgiving to make Martha blush. Everything was so good, and we kept being plied with treats, who can resist toffee peanuts? Not only that, I couldn't stop eating pumpkin pie because "The Biggest Looser" said it had the least calories compared to other pies. I ate enough to make the other pies seem healthy.
Reeling I laid on my bed, not at the fact I was 137.5, I have seen that number many times before. Just that I hopped up there so quickly. Lost in a sea of guilt, pity and grief I wailed a confession to my husband. "It's over, next thing you know I will hit 200. I hope you enjoyed me while you could, time to buy the fat wardrobe again."
It was then he pulled out the graph. I have talked about it before. My engineer oriented husband (they think differently than most.) Had graphed out my weight loss, showing a consistent loss even though the descent jumped up, down and plateaued at times. He rested his case, and I relaxed.
The point is, I come short of perfection. I am helpless left alone both in dieting and life. On my own I am nothing but a human garbage disposal. I love to eat and it shows. When I team up with the Lord, and get back on the trail he leads me on I am safe. I strayed, I let go of the iron rod, but just like the prodigal son I am welcomed back.
"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest, Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light." (Matt 11:28)
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9 comments:
Such a good reminder that we can get back up over and over again. I missed going out on a run with you... and we were sad to miss Carrot's Thanksgiving bash. :( Hopefully we'll make it up there soon!
Oh, I found a way to avoid the problem of eating too much pie... try out a new cranberry-apple tart recipe. It wasn't very tasty... but, it did save us from gaining a few extra pounds. ;)
I'm ready to lose the weight, I think. The holidays have me motivated. Which doesn't make a lot of sense, but I guess it comes when it comes, right? :)
You're so brave to weigh yourself the day after Thanksgiving. I still haven't looked at my scale in weeks.
The pumpkin pie is not bad--unless you add the whipping cream ; )
I will get out my graph paper and make a graph (the old fashion way). It does help to see it go down.
Wow...I haven't weighed that little since I got married almost 12 years ago!
I like that you aren't perfect, but I also think that two and a half pounds isn't bad unless you are gaining that much every day!
Thanks for making me smile!
You know, the 2 1/2 pounds may also be mostly from the weight of the food that you ate. It's a long jump from 137.5 to 200 pounds, and you're still an inspiration! More than ever, in fact, because you show us that it's possible to get back on the wagon after you fall off.
Now, on to Christmas!!!!
This is when you decide the stuffing must have had a lot of salt, and blame the weight gain on bloating. No?
I wonder where lemon meringue sits on the calorie continuum of pies. That's my favorite Thanksgiving vice. Well, that and stuffing.
You'll kick that 2.5 pounds out the door before you know it!
Think of all the food decisions you made over the course of the week. You had one meal (or day) which you indulged. Don't let that out weigh all the good decisions you made. And if you thoroughly enjoyed thanksgiving, then it was worth it!
(And some of the weight may be water retention anyway. With all that rich food, you are bound to hang on to some water.)
Megan, next time you bring dessert.
Millie, You are there. That decision is the hardest step. It marks the beginning. Way to go.
Yvonne, I hope the graph works for you like it worked for me. I had it posted on my bathroom wall for many months. I hope to get it scanned soon and I will post it.
Heffalump, right back at you, you always make me smile.
Rebecca, you just made my day.
Denise, you just gave me an idea for christmas, I will make lemon pies. I love those and they look lighter. I can just lick it off the crust:)
Aubry, I would like to invite you to come and live in my head.
Thanks, I needed that today.
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