Falling off

  To say that I've fallen off the "diet wagon" over this last week would be an understatement! I've fallen off, fallen through, fallen around... its just been a bad week.  And now, I'm in the guilt phase. I feel terrible about what I've eaten. Since I've been so bad, why not just keep eating whatever?  I look terrible and bloated.  What does it matter? Don't I deserve a treat?
  Any of this sound familiar?  If you've dieted, you've been where I am.  I want to be thin, or at least thinner.  I'm almost 50, I don't hold out hope for being model thin.  But I would like to be thin for me and healthy.  I guess healthy is the most important part.  I'm on cholesterol medicine. Last year when I lost weight and was eating less carbs and sugars and processed foods, my cholesterol was close to normal with the lowest dose of medicine.  That's where I want to keep it.  But with my weight creeping back up and eating out a lot, my cholesterol has creeped up too.  The doctor gave me three months to get things under control.  I've wasted, or yoyo-ed, more than half that time away.
  I don't know why I do this to myself.  From watching the Biggest Loser, if I could figure out the why, then I would be able to conquer my weight and food problems.
  Well, its a new day and I've started it off right.  Here's to staying on track! I'm going to try to take it one meal at a time, one day at a time.  I'm going to try to keep my "slips" to a minimum and not beat myself up about them, but move on. I can do this and so can you.  May your day be a good one.

You are what you eat

  I truly believe this old saying is true.  Yes, some of us have a propensity to be heavier than others. And yes, as we have children and get older its harder to stay slim.  But over the last year I lost some weight.  I was very conscientious about what I ate.  I got fresh vegetables and either ate them raw or cooked them myself.  I was careful about the meats that I got especially chicken.  It is gross what companies inject into their meat!  I had some chicken breasts that I purchased, I put them in a baking dish sprayed with cooking spray.  That's all.  When I took them out of the oven, the dish was full of greasy juices.  Gross!
  What I'm trying to say is that the processed foods we eat, whether from fast food or from the grocery store, directly effect our weight and waist line.  After 6 weeks of being very careful (and very rarely eating out), I found my waist. 
  Now I would love to say that I've kept it all off.  Sadly, no. But I at least know what I've got to do to get the weight off. Now off for a good breakfast. :D

February 7 - Welcome

  Well, like so many today, I've decided to try my hand at blogging.  I guess I feel that I have so much to say that I need to get it out somehow.  Hopefully, if you've stumbled across this blog, you'll get a chuckle or some helpful information. 

   I have never been thin. My mom was 5'2" at her tallest and usually weighed about 100 pounds.  I take after my dad who was 6'1" and loved to eat anything my mom made.  He wasn't fat, but he was never a stick either. So, growing up I was the pudgy one. I look back now and realize that I wasn't overweight. I just had unrealistic expectations for myself.

   Well, I'm older now and I'm trying to lose some weight to be healthy.  I had a waist and I'm trying to find it again. I'm determined.  I know its there, its just hiding.