I think I must have loaned it to someone..

Its been a loooong couple of weeks here.. no excuses.. I was just sucking it up for a while. Summer has officially hit Montana.. its been beautiful out. Down right hot actually. I am enjoying yard work and running through sprinklers with the kids..

So.. if you don’t mind.. I will take that wagon back now..

I know, I know…support only works if you’re THERE. After being in a major plateau for so long, I wound up gaining a few pounds. I’ve got myself a lovely little ulcer, and for a while the only thing that helped was eating. I didn’t even realize I was doing it…but now that I’m on Prilosec (I don’t know why my doc won’t test for H. Pylorii…antibiotics might cure it) the tummy feels better and I’m back to only eating when hungry.

I was realllllly hoping to be down a total of about 40 pounds by now. I’m almost starting over…

The numbers:
0.6 lbs lost / 22.8 total lbs lost / 17.2 P2G

The article that NancyB posted was interesting to me. I absolutely agree that attitude / mental wellbeing plays a huge part in physical health. I know that I spent the entire 1990s VERY overweight. During that same time I had a lot of anger, a lot of feelings of “I deserve X,Y, and Z”, but didn’t feel I had to work or sacrifice for those things, I was just a generally unhappy person. After an eye-opening experience in my life, I began to take inventory of my attitudes and behaviors and made a choice to change. Somewhere in there, along with a more positive, healthy mental state, I got the lightning bolt BAM I needed to start losing weight as well. Before - in my “Bad Attitude” years, I would have laughed at the idea that someone can chose how they react to a situation…that people may not have control of the things that happen in life, but have control of how they live through those things. I would have called it New Age hogwash, or said, “that’s nice for people who don’t have a REAL life, but no one knows what I have to deal with.” My life was controlling me - not the other way around.

I got this article in e-mail this morning and thought you might see as much wisdom in it as I did.  Certainly something to think about if there are any other worry warts among us. :duh:

The numbers:
2.6 lbs lost / 22.2 total lbs lost / 18 P2G

This was hump week for me. The “total pounds lost” number is finally bigger than the “p2g” number. woohoo.

After 10 weeks, I’m fairly confident in my food choices. I’ve adjusted to smaller portions. I’ve eaten more salmon than you can shake a stick at. And salad. And I’m HAPPY with my food choices. I rarely ever have that “oh man…I’ve eaten too much” feeling anymore.

But I cannot cannot cannot get into a regular exercise routine. I have a standing date to do some kind of physical activity every Sunday evening with the VIM (we generally go on a nice long walk), but during the week I can’t seem to get myself to the gym either before, during or after work…and heaven knows, I have PLENTY of opportunity to do so. ugh.

I have no real plans and no diet.  I don’t feel diets or programs work for me.  I am about 50 lbs overweight and very uncomfortable in my skin.  I’d be happy to lose 20 lbs at this point.  The plan or hope at least at this point is we want to get married in about a year from now.  I cannot deal with walking down the isle at this weight, it’s just not possible for me.

At this point I just want to find a way to start getting some weight off and making enough progress to feel comfortable again.  I want to get more exercise but the fact I work 40 hours a week and travel 10 hours a week makes it difficult to say the least.

I know this place is quiet but I hope to see more posts soon, it’s just nice to know there are others feeling the same thing.

Where the heck did everyone go? It sure is quiet, and I don’t know about the rest of you, but I really miss the encouragement and support I used to find here. I know people get busy this time of year, but it only takes a minute to check in. Sigh.

Well, I’ll update you on my progress, and it isn’t anything to brag about. After my last post (that nobody saw) in which I stated I had gained two pounds, I sort of floated along … like I ALWAYS HAVE IN THE PAST … and then buckled down and tried again. I lost one pound this week. One measly pound, but at least the scale went in the right direction. AND, perhaps best of all, my BP was 110/70 at my checkup this week, the lowest it’s been in 5-6 years. So I must be doing something right.