So here it is in black and white for all the world to see, or the 3 people that may actually read this anyway… I have come to the conclusion that I am fat. Yes, I have known it for years but I am really sure of it this time.
Just as people that suffer from anorexia or bulimia see themselves as fat when they look in the mirror, I too have a distorted image in my mind of what I look like when I look in the mirror. I see a pretty face, a bit on the chubby side but by no means unattractive. I do see the jiggly arms and big tummy to boot. I know all of these things are there but I don’t see myself as fat; and certainly not obese. I fit into a size 14 and sometimes, depending on the cut, a size 12 jeans. (Although there is some muffin top going on)
It’s when I step on the scale or see a picture of myself that I see someone other than the girl that stares back at me in the mirror. I stand a mere 65.5 inches tall but I weigh in at 192.6 pounds. Yes you read that right and no I can’t believe that I wrote it out loud. People tend to act surprised when they find out that I weigh that much, they’re probably just trying to be nice. Whether it’s them being nice or not the BMI calculator isn’t so kind. The CDC’s “indicator of healthy weight” says my BMI is 31.5, anything over 30.0 is OBESE. So how on earth did I let myself get this big?!? I’ll tell you how… utter laziness.
My hubby will be deployed for 7 months and in that time I will recreate my body. Yeah I have said that before and meant it but I really mean it this time, that’s why I’m talking about it. I need to be held accountable for this to work. The more people that know, the harder it will be to not follow through. So how am I going to achieve something that I have wanted before but never attained? I have a plan. No it’s not a pill popping, shake drinking, stomach stapling kind of plan. It’s a healthy eating and exercising kind of plan.
We have all seen the inconceivable weight loss that is achieved on the Biggest Loser; I would love to be able to lose weight at that kind of rate but I know that that is not a feasible expectation for me. I have kids to take care of as well as several pets (6 actually) and a household to maintain. I will, however, use the BL meal planning that is online. I have taken advantage of the menu planning in the past and it has been great. It did take a little while to find meal ideas that the kids will eat willingly and plan out shopping lists but the outcome was splendid. I had more energy and felt much better; I even lost a few pounds without even adding any exercise to my daily routine.
So why you ask, am I not still eating like I should be? It’s that damn “L” word again! That and the lack of being held accountable. This time will be different; I have a goal in mind, to lose 1.5 – 2 pounds per week. Not something that isn’t doable. I have 30+ weeks to work on the new me and at 1.5 pounds per week I could be 45 pounds (that’s my 6 year old) less when the hubs gets home. I have several people that are going to work on losing weight at the same time as me so we can help each other through the tough days. I even have a workout buddy. A friend of mine just bought a new house and she has a room that will be dedicated to nothing but workout equipment. I am going to take my elliptical to her house so we can workout together.
Along the way I will chronicle my successes as well as my failures that I have. I will also share weekly updates on my weight and progress.
Just as people that suffer from anorexia or bulimia see themselves as fat when they look in the mirror, I too have a distorted image in my mind of what I look like when I look in the mirror. I see a pretty face, a bit on the chubby side but by no means unattractive. I do see the jiggly arms and big tummy to boot. I know all of these things are there but I don’t see myself as fat; and certainly not obese. I fit into a size 14 and sometimes, depending on the cut, a size 12 jeans. (Although there is some muffin top going on)
It’s when I step on the scale or see a picture of myself that I see someone other than the girl that stares back at me in the mirror. I stand a mere 65.5 inches tall but I weigh in at 192.6 pounds. Yes you read that right and no I can’t believe that I wrote it out loud. People tend to act surprised when they find out that I weigh that much, they’re probably just trying to be nice. Whether it’s them being nice or not the BMI calculator isn’t so kind. The CDC’s “indicator of healthy weight” says my BMI is 31.5, anything over 30.0 is OBESE. So how on earth did I let myself get this big?!? I’ll tell you how… utter laziness.
My hubby will be deployed for 7 months and in that time I will recreate my body. Yeah I have said that before and meant it but I really mean it this time, that’s why I’m talking about it. I need to be held accountable for this to work. The more people that know, the harder it will be to not follow through. So how am I going to achieve something that I have wanted before but never attained? I have a plan. No it’s not a pill popping, shake drinking, stomach stapling kind of plan. It’s a healthy eating and exercising kind of plan.
We have all seen the inconceivable weight loss that is achieved on the Biggest Loser; I would love to be able to lose weight at that kind of rate but I know that that is not a feasible expectation for me. I have kids to take care of as well as several pets (6 actually) and a household to maintain. I will, however, use the BL meal planning that is online. I have taken advantage of the menu planning in the past and it has been great. It did take a little while to find meal ideas that the kids will eat willingly and plan out shopping lists but the outcome was splendid. I had more energy and felt much better; I even lost a few pounds without even adding any exercise to my daily routine.
So why you ask, am I not still eating like I should be? It’s that damn “L” word again! That and the lack of being held accountable. This time will be different; I have a goal in mind, to lose 1.5 – 2 pounds per week. Not something that isn’t doable. I have 30+ weeks to work on the new me and at 1.5 pounds per week I could be 45 pounds (that’s my 6 year old) less when the hubs gets home. I have several people that are going to work on losing weight at the same time as me so we can help each other through the tough days. I even have a workout buddy. A friend of mine just bought a new house and she has a room that will be dedicated to nothing but workout equipment. I am going to take my elliptical to her house so we can workout together.
Along the way I will chronicle my successes as well as my failures that I have. I will also share weekly updates on my weight and progress.
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