Week 6 1/2

I hate dieting. It's been hard and seriously, I keep thinking, "A whole year of this?" I've just been in this weird place where I can't decide if I want to do this, if I want to make the sacrifice to do lose the weight. I keep questioning my motivations, my intentions, my desires. Just can't make up my mind.
I gave up Atkins. Meat and veggies were making my body ache in all the wrong places. And now I've discovered this awesome app...myfitnesspal. Calorie counting for wieners. And so far (I've been doing it a week)...2 pounds. That's a total of 12 pounds. I'm feeling a little bit more motivated and willing to keep going. Who knew that 2 pounds could be such a boost?
One of my favorite songs to listen to while I'm walk is Relient K "Who I Am Hates Who I've Been" (who doesn't love a good one-hit-wonder?!).
Best line?
"This is no place to try and live my life."
That pretty much sums it up.

Week 4...1/2

I. Fell. Off. The. Wagon. BIG TIME. BIG. TIME.

I was doing good. Down 10 lbs. And then...

Kris's brother David was here...he was on vacation, so we were kind of on vacation, which meant tortilla chips and ice cream and wings and ice cream. So bad.

So I am back to dieting with a vengeance, cause there's no way I'm going to reach my 30 pound goal by the end of March at this rate.

I was actually really enjoying not eating carbs. It was working. On the Atkins' commercials, they show a lady that lost 50 lbs. in 3 months. I'd like to do that.:)

Week 3

This last week has just been...stupid. Stupid. Dieting is ridiculous. And hard. And stupid.

Hated the Slim-Fast, so I tried this last week to make a decision on what kind of diet I would be doing. My decision? Atkins. Yes. No more carbs.

Kris said to me today, "I don't understand, it seems like dieting is a punishment to you." UM...YES! That's pretty much it in a sentence. I don't want to be constantly counting calories or points or whatever. I don't have time for that. I don't want to drink nasty things or starve myself. So. No more carbs.

Also, we finally got around to taking some "Before" pictures. You know, for motivation. Talk about motivation...I wanted to die when I looked at my pictures! Yuck.

Week 2

This is hard. It just is.
We started on Slim-Fast. It totally works for Kris, which is awesome. It totally doesn't work for me. Its yucky. In my head, I want there to be an easy, fast, quick-fix. I know there's not.
It's the eating that is a problem for me. I have so far managed to go without soda for 2 weeks...BUT...I love peanut butter and carbs. And since I think Slim-Fast is BLEGH, I need something else.
I really love the exercise. I walked 4 days last week. Would've walked 5, except I got this gnarly blister from my HORRIBLE sneakers that was bust open on Thursday night by somebody's little feet. It hurt. Alot. I got my aerobics on in front of the TV. I decided I like walking MUCH better. Gives me a chance to listen to what I want to listen to (without worrying about little ears), to think and do some soul searching.
Here's what I'm learning:

• I'm the only one keeping me fat. The. Only. One. Nobody else. It's my decision.

And a lesson Kris has taught me: I've spent 29 years being fat, dedicating my agency to making bad food/health choices. I can easily spend 1 year working on good choices.

Week 1

This is not actually my first week (or our first week, for that matter). I started exercising and eating better last week. But for all intents and purposes...this is Week 1. The beginning. And I started my week by getting up at 5 a.m. and walking. Also, I feel amazing.
This is where I stand...I have 100 pounds to lose this year.

30 pounds by the end of March - I also happen to be turning 30 in March. This is totally, 100%, all the way, no doubt MY YEAR!
50 pounds by June - We are going on vacation in June to see the Idaho family. I want to be like, "Hey, can you watch my kids so I can go running?" Yeeeeaaaah.
80 pounds by the end of September - No logic to this...it just makes sense.
And I will be ringing in the New Year having lost 100 pounds. That's right.

I started last week with a little Richard Simmons. I'm not ashamed to admit I've been Sweatin' to the Oldies. A girl has to start somewhere! Seriously, though, I have alot of extra weight I'm carrying around. I didn't realize it till I started exercising and was like, Seriously, this is hard. Therefore...Richard Simmons. Something I love about it, though? It makes me think about my mom. She did alot of exercising with Richard Simmons in her time. Girls like she and I can relate to him. He was fat once, too. Maybe by the end of the year I'll be kicking butt to Jillian Michaels or something. But for now, I'll be saying Farewell to Fat with Richard.

I remember when I was a kid, my mom set this goal to lose 50 pounds. Her reward was to buy new sneakers that cost $50. And she did it. As a kid, it was no big thing to me. As an adult, I have the utmost respect for her. For admitting there was a problem in her lifestyle, setting a goal, and following through. It was hard for her.

Also, for my 30th birthday I'd like a new pair of sneakers. They probably won't cost $30 though.

I can do this.

Mary

I Can Do Hard Things

2011 was our last fat year. That's right. Done. Being. Fat.
For me, losing weight is not about being a size 6 (or whatever size is most fashionable these days). It's not about being able to run a marathon. It's about being able to play with my kids and not FEEL like I've run a marathon! It's about being able to walk into any regular old store and buy clothes. It's about creating healthier habits for my family.
So this blog is our sense of accountability. My idea, of course...Kris is still sleeping with the babies and doesn't even know what he's getting himself into! I figure, if you put it in writing...you're accountable, right? Right.
The goal? 100 pounds by December 31. Separately. We can totally do this.