I somehow think that joining a gym or getting fancy exercise equipment is going to change my situation. I think that blogging about my struggles is going to make me seem stronger to the point where it may actually persuade me to do something about my weight.
I’ve blogged in the past saying that I want to become a healthier person and all of that. To an extent this is the truth: I am looking to lose weight in order to become healthier to avoid future illnesses; however, I want the positives that come with weight loss. I want the positive outlook, the lack of anxiety, the smaller clothing, etc.
But…I’m lazy. I’m all talk. I don’t know how to get moving. I tell myself that I am going to really do it this time. I tell myself that if I make lists and plans I will be able to resist the lazy lifestyle. The second I crave something (usually chocolate), I get it. I eat lots of it. Then I remorse. I feel awful about myself. I hate it. I hate this vicious cycle.
Don’t confuse this blog with self-pity or depression. I am very happy right now. My life is going insanely well. …It’s just I’m somehow stuck in this fat-girl-unhealthy lifestyle that I have been living for so long now. Change is so hard.
I want to change. I say this all the time. I mean it, I guess? It’s hard to take myself seriously when I know that within an hour I will be eating Hershey Kisses or drinking chocolate milk. Is this post even worth anyone’s time? I may be a lost cause, but there’s a spark of hope inside of me.
After writing this out I had a talk with Dustin.
For those of you who do not know or for those who have forgotten (since it has been so long since I have written anything), Dustin is my boyfriend. He and I have been dating for two years …and six days now 🙂. We live together in an amazing townhouse with our little baby. I should add that by baby I mean my adorable, not quite 2 year old, Tibetan Spaniel/Pug. We both are blessed with being able to work from home. This is all because of Dustin. He is a go-getter with a slight obsession with making money; not to the point where it blinds him from everyday life. Regardless, our lifestyle is pretty relaxing.
Our talk was honest. I explained to him that I need help. He knows that I have a huge issue with staying on any kind of diet or exercise plan; however, this talk was different. I fully disclosed every thought I have been feeling. I told him that I don’t trust myself when it comes to food and that I believe that my upbringing is to blame for my food obsession. I need to quit cold turkey. I know this is typically not recommended and a lot of people do not do well with this sort of plan, but I do not know what else to do.
Therefore I have decided to get rid of everything in my kitchen and bedroom: no more food. I am keeping water and possibly frozen chicken/vegetables, but everything else goes. The next part of my plan is going to be another thing that I am sure a lot of you will disagree with. I plan on using this kind of outline:
Breakfast Choices:
Lunch Choices:
- Canned Soup
- Canned Spaghetti Oh’s
- Canned Pasta
Dinner Choices:
Snacks
- Smoothie
- Vegetables
- Fruit
I know that the items that I have chosen are not the healthiest. With that being said I need to learn to not overeat. This is a huge problem for me that I cannot even begin to understand. I have heard the advice of “only give yourself small portions” or “buy smaller dishes”; I have tried these methods. Dustin laughed at me when I told him this; however, I have given myself smaller portions. I make dinner for the two of us and what happens is I’ll scarf down a whole bunch before I put some on our dishes to eat. I know that this is wrong and that I should stop, but I can’t. Therefore I am going to make it impossible. The only way that I can overeat with these choices is if I make two of one item. This is going to be a lot harder with Dustin paying more attention.
Also, I like my chosen foods. I guess it should have been said before: Dustin and I have been eating fast food almost every other night (if not more). My thoughts are that even eating soup and canned food is going to be healthier for me than the value meals that I have been piling in my poor abused body.
I feel excited about this plan. I know that this is typically how I normally feel, but I also know that I have the power to make this work. IÂ will be writing every day; multiple times a day. This is going to be my journal, my confessions.
I am 271.5 pounds….the largest I have ever been.Â
Let the change begin!