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17 August 2023
Working from home is soooo hard. The kitchen is right there. The little humans want food every 30 minutes so I keep walking into the kitchen. I don't have to take 200 steps to the bathroom so I'm sitting 95% of the time. I'm basically a sloth surrounded by food. I made the mistake of buying macadamia nuts yesterday and I want to eat the whole freakin bag. I might have to hide those from myself. Anyways.. With a challenging day only 50% done I think I need some really good whys for why I'm not going to crash and burn today.
Today's 3 whys:
1. Because I see the me I want to be. She's right there. I can picture her. She's not perfect. Could she be skinnier? Sure. But she's healthy and she's got some muscles. She's active. She's lighter in more ways than just weight. She's not in pain. She's happy with who she is.
2. Because I want to be strong. I live in my own house with my own things and my own responsibilities. I want to be strong enough to handle anything that life tosses at me. Last week it was a wet basement that I had to pull paneling out of. Not going to lie. I'm so out of shape it was hard. There were a few times I didn't think I would be able to pull something free on my own. BUT I did. I didn't need to be rescued. I want to have the peace of mine to know that yes I can carry that somewhat heavy crap without collapsing because it was just too hard for me. I want to carry my groceries in with only one trip!
3. I don't like the word obese. I don't want to be obese. The doctor lists me as obese. The scale tells me I'm obese. I don't want to be obese. It's not even a fun word to say. It sounds like a horrible word. If I didn't know what it was and I said it I wouldn't be like that's a fun word I want to say that more. Bodacious is a good word. Shenanigans is a fun word. Obese.. not fun. I will be happy to be in the Overweight category. When I am I'm going to make sure every doctor I have makes that change. I will go to doctors I haven't been to in years just to make sure they correct that on my chart. I might be a little nuts.
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16 August 2023
I'm declaring today Wednesday Weigh-In. Might as well weigh in on hump day since I am measuring the weight of all the bumps.. plus it rhymes and who doesn't like rhyming?
Today's 3 Whys:
1. Medical crap is expensive. Being overweight causes more medical crap to happen. I currently have enough medical bills that were not associated with being overweight. I like other expensive things like boating, vacations, and home improvement projects that would make a contractor cringe. If I have medical crap happening because I'm overweight then I cannot go to tropical places. I would like to go to tropical places. Therefore losing weight equals tropical places.
2. Butt shelves. I don't want one. I think they are genetic. Both my mother and sister have butt shelves. If you don't know what a butt shelf is then you probably have nothing to fear. The rest of us who fear butt shelves have a mental image in our brains of being able to balance a drink on our butt shelf. While useful this is not a life goal of mine. I would like to be butt shelf free thank you very much.
3. Because I want to be smaller than the BF. BF is probably around 190-200. He's also taller than I am so when we take pictures together I'm the wider one. I don't want to be the wider one. In every picture we take together I end up behind him. Probably because he's the one that takes the pictures but I also feel like this is a trick I use to hide my body behind his. This ends up giving us funky picture angles because the shorty is behind the non-shorty. I don't think we have a single normal picture... I'd like normal pictures.
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15 August 2023
Last time I was successful at losing weight I would journal something called my 3 whys. I would write these down every morning in a notebook by my bed. The problem with this is I like to hit snooze. I like to hit snooze ALOT. So I don't always have time to write down my 3 whys. Sometimes I'm not coherent enough to form 3 whys. One time one of my whys was because I said so because it was a Monday and I was annoyed that Monday is even a day of the week and I didn't want to work but I'm an adult and I have to work. Sometimes I want to be a squirrel. I believe I will be a smart squirrel that doesn't try to kill myself in the middle of the road but maybe this is a fight club thing but for squirrels. I would totally join a squirrel fight club if I was a squirrel. Anyways.. I'm going to switch to recording my 3 whys here in hopes it makes me take the time to journal as well. Plus I cannot accidently give this notebook to a new hire. I may or may not have accidently given my other journal to a new hire because I didn't have time to write 3 whys so I took the dang thing to work. After 6 months we can finally make eye contact again.
Today's 3 whys:
1. Because my achilles tendon is all angry again. They say it's because the muscles in my calf are too tight but the added weight is not helping matters. I'd like to wake up in the morning and not hobble/wobble/curse under my breath. It starts the day off on a less than happy foot.
2. Because I want boobs that looks more impressive than my muffin top. I used to have what I considered an impressive chest/boobies. But now that the muffin top is larger than the boobs I've realized that in comparison the boobs just looks lacking. It's like standing next to Jessica Rabbit. Jessica needs to go. Jessica is giving my boobs a complex. I think I just named my muffin top Jessica.
3. Because I want more confidence. I remember having more confidence. I was confident I wouldn't break something if I sat or jumped on it. I haven't broken anything but I now have a fear I could. I want confidence to walk into a room and not worry I might take someone out with a hip. I want confidence to wear cute adorable clothes that don't look like a tent. I want confidence to buy clothes and not second guess myself because what if this is the time I lose weight?
Soo many whys... Now I just have to use those to convince myself that hating Jessica is more important than wanting to motorboat dessert.
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14 August 2023
You realize you need to make a change when your shoes don't fit. Granted it's been 3 years since I tried to wear those boots but cowgirl boots are serious business. We went to the Zac Brown concert on Friday and I tried to wear my boots and they cut off the circulation to my toes. I was retaining water at the time but still. My 8 yr old said he threw out a shoulder trying to get them back off me. I couldn't remove them on my own. Well I could have.. but I probably would have pulled a hip.
So today I'm being better. I'm trying lower carb and higher protein but I'm not labeling anything as evil. I'm just trying to get my eating under control. The BF hardly eats. I don't know how he does this. If you put a plate in front of me I will dig in. He takes 3 bites and declares he's full. I think he's a robot. I realized this Saturday when we were taking it easy. He skipped breakfast, barely ate lunch/dinner. I ate breakfast, ate a decent lunch/dinner, and by 7 my stomach was growling. He still wasn't hungry. I'm calling robot. He's got to be a robot. I also know I eat too much so.. this is my plan and I'm sticking with it.
For breakfast I made some quick lunchmeat and cheese rollups because I'm not hungry before 10 am. I'm having leftovers for lunch after the gym. For dinner.. I'm grilling chicken and veggies. That's my plan and I'm sticking with it.
Also.. I stepped on the scale. The scale is dumb.
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08 August 2023
Do you ever forget what you ate? I feel like I ate lunch but I can't remember what I ate for lunch. I remember thinking I should log that but today was so busy I saw a squirrel and I got distracted. Seriously.. what the heck did I eat? I don't not eat. I can apparently forget what I ate. I wonder how many times I forgot what I ate so I ate again thinking I didn't eat. This could explain a lot of things. I should mention I'm running on 4 hours of sleep. If I figure it out I will log it. Until then I'm assuming it was around 4 or 500 calories whatever it was. I'm fine. Everything's fine. Just fiiiine. I probably shouldn't admit these things. I may want to take up knitting so I can start on that fuzzy straight jacket.
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