Yes, i'm a total food addict...it's ALWAYS my first thought. And the problem with a food addiction. I acn't just remove myself from situations where I will be confronted with my addiction (ie remove myself from bars if i'm an alcoholic, or whatever) I have to confront my addiction each and every day.
I was watching the biggest loser this morning... (taped it from Tuesday night...season opener) .and they said something about how they wanted to lose because they wanted to LIVE. And it hit me....that's my problem. The first time around, yeah, I had lots of reasons to lose. To try to win something back. (that didn't work) To be healthy to have a baby (still childless) But mainly because I knew that my weight was going to kill me if I didn't do anything about it and more than anything I wanted to live. I've been depressed and while I'm not bad enough to even consider doing something like that ....I don't have a drive, a will to live. I'm just sitting back and letting life wash over me and what happens happens. That is the crux of the problem........
I’m Maryfran, a down to earth, open and honest writer who has had incredible success with weight loss (150 pounds) and also a regain. I’m currently on a weight loss journey and working to lose my weight. I write a little about everything....life is so interconnected and all encompassing! Belief is the key to success in life and how I came up with my name for my sites! Believe!
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Thursday, September 22, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
A little bit of everything all rolled into one
Didn't make it to weight watchers this morning. Yeah, bad me. I'm taking last weeks number and my goal is to be lower than that next week. (which will be hard because I'm assuming that this week would have been higher, so I will have to recoup this last weeks gain, whatever it is/was). So why didn't I go????? Honestly, I know that in my emotional state, if I would have gone in there and seen a higher number, I probably would have just sat down on the floor and cried. Am I up. I would wager a HUGE bet yes. Can I deal with that too right now? NO. I know it. So I just avoided. Is that the best course of action to avoid? Probably not. Am I totally avoiding the situation? NO. I've got a goal in my head and I'm going to work toward it. I'm just avoiding the scale. (oh and well, I just didn't have the energy to actually get up, get dressed and drive into town....I did all that at the very last second before having to go to work).
Yesterdays eating...ok, lunch was a bit much. I forgot to eat breakfast.... Went to a local Italian eatery for lunch and had Baked ziti, salad and garlic bread. The owner also made us some kind of fried doughy dessert, which was yummy. I was so full. Dinner was late and I had a turkey burger on a bun and some mac-n-cheese. For dessert I had some no sugar added, low fat ice cream (peanut butter ripple...yum....weis brand)
I made it to zumba. My back was sore when it was over. I'm going to continue to go. I can take it slow. It's just tired and slightly achy..nothing major.
I wish this funk would just leave. I don't now what to do....where to turn. I know somethings in my life have to change..but I'm clueless about how to enact the changes that I need (I'm not in control of some of the changes) and the alternative if those changes are not made is just as abhorrent.
Yesterdays eating...ok, lunch was a bit much. I forgot to eat breakfast.... Went to a local Italian eatery for lunch and had Baked ziti, salad and garlic bread. The owner also made us some kind of fried doughy dessert, which was yummy. I was so full. Dinner was late and I had a turkey burger on a bun and some mac-n-cheese. For dessert I had some no sugar added, low fat ice cream (peanut butter ripple...yum....weis brand)
I made it to zumba. My back was sore when it was over. I'm going to continue to go. I can take it slow. It's just tired and slightly achy..nothing major.
I wish this funk would just leave. I don't now what to do....where to turn. I know somethings in my life have to change..but I'm clueless about how to enact the changes that I need (I'm not in control of some of the changes) and the alternative if those changes are not made is just as abhorrent.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
So here I am. Another day into the history books. Holding on. Got dealt another blow last night via email.....it is a blow that COULD go either way. But the down and dirty thought right now is that I'm left holding the bag waiting for a final answer. Great just what I need on my plate, one more thing to think about. One more thing to worry about. One more thing to clog up my head.
My plans for my eating yesterday? That is the big question of the day. How did I do with my eating. I did pretty well while at work. I ate what was in my lunch and only had a few chips that were not in my lunchbox (the special K chips that were in my lunchbox were really stale...oops...so I threw those away and had some regular chips). Evening.....well.....extenuating circumstances. Found out yesterday that Todd's great uncle (he was raised with his grandparents though, so for all intent purposes this is his uncle...one he saw pretty much every day growing up) passed away and the viewing was yesterday evening. So we mobilized and ran over there for the viewing.....and of course ended up at Battleview (the local convenience store...the ONLY one in this dink town) for dinner. I ordered a turkey and cheese sub. And when they asked do you want a whole one or a half one. What do you think I said? "Why of course I want a whole one" ~~~~rolling eyes~~~ And of course I had a bag (individual serving size bag) of chips. AND if that wasn't enough, we hit up the ice cream shop afterwards.. (chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream with peanut butter topping...YUM....I DID order a small). I didn't eat anything else that evening though...so I guess that's a victory.
Tonight is zumba.......yes, unless something comes up, I'm going. Baby steps. And weee, weight watchers tomorrow....I get to go back and see my weight rise. But no more.....I may have an addiction to food. But food is the ONE thing in my life I do have control over. I need to take control over this one aspect of my life.
My plans for my eating yesterday? That is the big question of the day. How did I do with my eating. I did pretty well while at work. I ate what was in my lunch and only had a few chips that were not in my lunchbox (the special K chips that were in my lunchbox were really stale...oops...so I threw those away and had some regular chips). Evening.....well.....extenuating circumstances. Found out yesterday that Todd's great uncle (he was raised with his grandparents though, so for all intent purposes this is his uncle...one he saw pretty much every day growing up) passed away and the viewing was yesterday evening. So we mobilized and ran over there for the viewing.....and of course ended up at Battleview (the local convenience store...the ONLY one in this dink town) for dinner. I ordered a turkey and cheese sub. And when they asked do you want a whole one or a half one. What do you think I said? "Why of course I want a whole one" ~~~~rolling eyes~~~ And of course I had a bag (individual serving size bag) of chips. AND if that wasn't enough, we hit up the ice cream shop afterwards.. (chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream with peanut butter topping...YUM....I DID order a small). I didn't eat anything else that evening though...so I guess that's a victory.
Tonight is zumba.......yes, unless something comes up, I'm going. Baby steps. And weee, weight watchers tomorrow....I get to go back and see my weight rise. But no more.....I may have an addiction to food. But food is the ONE thing in my life I do have control over. I need to take control over this one aspect of my life.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Silence is....
Silence is fattening in my case. Historically, when I disappear, I am doing poorly in this weight loss game. This last time was no different. I feel off the wagon. It didn't help that we had vacation stuck smack dab in the middle of my silent period. Yes, vacations can be healthy and have weight loss results. BUT mine didn't. OK OK OK, I'd say about 10 pounds (home scales)....well about 10 pounds on the weight watchers scales tooo....even though our scales are WAY off in what they weigh us at. (hell, I just put new batteries in the home scales the other week and this morning they won't even turn on....I think new scales will be entering our house tomorrow). I'm not happy about it AT ALL. But I know what needs to be done. Track my food. Just say no when the urge to snack and eat uncontrollably overtakes me. Will power baby. That's what it takes.
The problem? This is a mental game. Oh yeah, it's 100% mental. The choices to eat or not eat something is made in my head. The war within me is fought all in a mental fashion. I can win the mental game. It takes focus. I've won it before, that's not a problem. The problem......I've got so much other.....well...crapola in my mind that I can't focus on the weight. My mind is whirling in a fever that is unprecedented for me. Honestly, I just want to curl up in a corner and cry myself into oblivion. It's not over any one thing in my life. I can't say that I want to cry because of such and such. It's just EVERYTHING all combined into one hellish feeling. I know that my weight is part of it. Yes, very much so. But the food addiction overtakes. Yesterday I fed my addiction. And I'm going to put it out there...
Woke up, cried for about an hour....ate an English muffin while I packed my lunch for work (all while crying). I made good choices for my lunch. I got to work at 10. By 10:30 I was struggling to hold it together emotionally and my thoughts turned to food (naturally, food is my friend). My lunch seemed BORING and lackluster....so I called in a food order and went out and picked up a turkey and cheese sub. I ate that with the soda that I bought. And then I proceeded to eat the food in my lunch box ANYWAY (throughout the course of the afternoon).....applesauce, cherries, corn, jello cup, 100 calorie pack. And that still wasn't enough, so I dug into the cabinet at work and ate some chips AND two pieces of leftover snack/granola caramel bar thingies. I went to zumba and that did make me feel a bit better......came home and had not one, not two but THREE turkey hot dogs and some baked beans. And after dinner.....why I had a root beer float! (hey, it was fat free ice cream...but not a diet root beer!) I fed my addiction yesterday. I tried to eat to down my sorrows. Does it make me feel better? It is a fleeting feeling of peace....but everything crashes right back upon me. I know this. Yet I continue to eat.
I'm not going to promise greatness today with my eating. I'm a food addict. I'm for some reason depressed beyond reason. that's not a good combination. But I'm going to try. I'm NOT ordering lunch, I have my lunch in my lunchbox. I did have a decent breakfast (waffles and bacon) and I dont' know what I'll have for dinner. My plan though is to know EXACTLY what I'm eating for dinner before I leave for work. I don't want anything THINKING about dinner to occur when I'm in the kitchen. I am not promising that it's going to be under my points target for the day. But I am going to try to hold it together and not eat indiscriminately today. THAT is my goal.
I can't fix my world....but maybe, just maybe if I fix my eating and my weight I'll feel a wee bit better about everything else.
The problem? This is a mental game. Oh yeah, it's 100% mental. The choices to eat or not eat something is made in my head. The war within me is fought all in a mental fashion. I can win the mental game. It takes focus. I've won it before, that's not a problem. The problem......I've got so much other.....well...crapola in my mind that I can't focus on the weight. My mind is whirling in a fever that is unprecedented for me. Honestly, I just want to curl up in a corner and cry myself into oblivion. It's not over any one thing in my life. I can't say that I want to cry because of such and such. It's just EVERYTHING all combined into one hellish feeling. I know that my weight is part of it. Yes, very much so. But the food addiction overtakes. Yesterday I fed my addiction. And I'm going to put it out there...
Woke up, cried for about an hour....ate an English muffin while I packed my lunch for work (all while crying). I made good choices for my lunch. I got to work at 10. By 10:30 I was struggling to hold it together emotionally and my thoughts turned to food (naturally, food is my friend). My lunch seemed BORING and lackluster....so I called in a food order and went out and picked up a turkey and cheese sub. I ate that with the soda that I bought. And then I proceeded to eat the food in my lunch box ANYWAY (throughout the course of the afternoon).....applesauce, cherries, corn, jello cup, 100 calorie pack. And that still wasn't enough, so I dug into the cabinet at work and ate some chips AND two pieces of leftover snack/granola caramel bar thingies. I went to zumba and that did make me feel a bit better......came home and had not one, not two but THREE turkey hot dogs and some baked beans. And after dinner.....why I had a root beer float! (hey, it was fat free ice cream...but not a diet root beer!) I fed my addiction yesterday. I tried to eat to down my sorrows. Does it make me feel better? It is a fleeting feeling of peace....but everything crashes right back upon me. I know this. Yet I continue to eat.
I'm not going to promise greatness today with my eating. I'm a food addict. I'm for some reason depressed beyond reason. that's not a good combination. But I'm going to try. I'm NOT ordering lunch, I have my lunch in my lunchbox. I did have a decent breakfast (waffles and bacon) and I dont' know what I'll have for dinner. My plan though is to know EXACTLY what I'm eating for dinner before I leave for work. I don't want anything THINKING about dinner to occur when I'm in the kitchen. I am not promising that it's going to be under my points target for the day. But I am going to try to hold it together and not eat indiscriminately today. THAT is my goal.
I can't fix my world....but maybe, just maybe if I fix my eating and my weight I'll feel a wee bit better about everything else.