Losing weight, again....

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

I have written so many times my sob story about how life has gotten in the way and I have struggled to hard to stay on track. Well, here it is again. First, there is life.

Life is busy.

Life is hectic.

Life is insane.

I personally believe that life is the number one reason most people drop off an exercise/diet plan. It is so much easier to just drop off instead of struggling to stay on track. It is a coincidence that life is why we drop off a plan, but life is the number one reason we need to be on a plan. If you stay fat, you die. Everyone dies at some point. It's just the natural progression of life. But being fat, obese, overweight, whatever you want to call it, expedites the path to death. It's simple. If you lose weight and stay healthy you are more likely to live a longer life.

I have so many reasons to lose weight.

First, my job. I really wonder sometimes if I would be further in life if I wasn't the "fat" girl in the office. It's possible. I mean, my skills have gotten me pretty far and I refuse to put myself down because of that, but in all reality who knows.

Next, my family. My kids deserve to have me around as long as possible. I don't want to lead them down a path of obesity. I want them to be healthy. I want them to live. I want them to see how much fun it can be to run outside and not just sit inside on a computer. I want them to live forever and not use me or my fatness as a reason why they can become the same as me.

Then, there is my girl scout troop. I was never the "kid lover". I always said that I never really wanted to be around other people's kids. Wow. How shallow was that? I have a desire to make kids better. I have a desire to make little girls know how awesome they are. My troop has become a group of kids that I have a passion to lead. I love each one of them and truly care about their well-being.

Finally and definitely not least, there's me. I'm awesome. While my friends are few and far between, it's not about the quantity but the quality. I have an amazing group that makes me feel awesome. I'm a great mom (even though I lack in patience sometimes). I'm a great wife. I'm a very hard worker. All in all, I'm pretty groovy. I need to tell myself that from time to time. It's so easy to just melt into the fat slob routine. I won't do that anymore. I won't be depressed about how great I could be. I'm going to start loving me for me.

So, now there is the method of how to do it. I'm not really sure how to start. I know working out is great, but it never works for me. I have tracked calories in the past but never eat enough which then makes my weight loss next to nil. Help!! What can I do. I have to do this. I have to succeed this time. *sigh* I have to be thin.

First step is to be accountable, so here I am. I'm being accountable to anyone who lands on this blog. Also, I can post ideas and get feedback. That is what I'm going to do. I can do this!

3 comments:

missawilkerson said...

I joined myfitnesspal.com. It has held me accountable for my calories, exercising and even weight. For me, it isn't just another diet, it became a lifestyle change. I had to quit thinking that I could diet and lose a few pounds and be good. I have to eat better and exercise to lose those pounds and keep it off. Good luck. Melissa

Zookpr said...

Proud of you! You are right..life gets in the way of trying to stay on a fitness plan, it is easier to put it off today thinking that you will get to it tomorrow because what you have today is so much more important or because you are just plain worn out. I know you can do this because this is truely what you want, even on the hard days knowing that you tried yesterday will get you through to tomorrow. Be easy on yourself and allow for mistakes, but make sure they are mistakes and not habits to be fallen back into. Very proud of you!

Robin Terrell said...

Thanks ladies! I'm actually on MFP! I'll try to add a widget on here so I can get a few of my friends to follow me and help out with some encouragement :)

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