these are the words I was telling myself this morning. I didn't sleep very well last night, I kept tossing and turning, I think I just had too much on my mind with the family coming tonight. Anywho, one of my bizarro dreams was about a skort that was in my closet that I haven't been able to wear in YEARS (at least 2 summers if not 3), the dream told me to go try it on. So at 5:30 this morning when my alarm went off to go to the gym, I went to the closet, searched for this damn skort and nervously put it on.
"got it over the butt"
"damn, over the hips. it'll end there"
"can I button these?"
"holy bleeping bleep"
"Samson, Brody, I can wear this!" (that comment prompted barking b/c
I was screaming)
The freak out began, the aimless walk around my room trying to figure out what to do next cause I could get something on that I couldn't a week ago.
"damn, over the hips. it'll end there"
"can I button these?"
"holy bleeping bleep"
"Samson, Brody, I can wear this!" (that comment prompted barking b/c
I was screaming)
The freak out began, the aimless walk around my room trying to figure out what to do next cause I could get something on that I couldn't a week ago.
Thank goodness I'm going to the therapist this afternoon, this will be the #1 topic. I've worked really hard trying to change all my other bad lifestyle habits, but this issue sneaks up on me and makes me freak out. She'll probably tell me that I need to tell my inner critic to shut the f up.
And the whole time I was on the treadmill this morning, all I could think about was how my thighs were burning off and how I can fit into my other stuff soon. When i lost a bunch of weight a few years ago, i would try stuff on and 'stage' it in order of when I thought I could wear it. I think I will be spending some time in my closet very soon doing the same thing this time around!
Closing thoughts: As I'm typing this and talking about letting old habits go, I'm finding myself feeling guilty for something I did earlier. Before my 2 hour meeting, I hate a peanut granola bar--so what? you ask, you're right, no biggie, I logged it in and counted it for today's points. Well, the meeting was so dang boring, I hated being there and I was fighting just to keep my eyes open. Well, I grabbed another bar out of my bag to give me something to do so I would not fall asleep! I wasn't hungry, I didn't need that bar, but I used food as something to pass the time. And I feel horrible doing it. I did log it in WW, I'm not going to ignore it, but I hated that I wasted food points.
It is over, move on, make the next choice a better one. Right!?
June 7, 2008 at 10:41 AM
Hi Nic,
I was just checkin on the henns blog and I came across yours. I was fascinated and have spent about an hour reading it and in that cyber way kinda catching up with you. You are a great writer btw, a lot of bloggers suck.
In an earlier post, one of your friends told you that you will never know who will be inspired by your story, well add me to that list. As you know, I struggle with the weight thing mightily (back to doing WW on-line for the millionth time)and it is encouraging to hear about someone elses journey. Take care, I am guessing you will see the gang soon, I know that Runges wedding is sometime in June. Debbie Land-Beediland@gmail.com