Don’t Call it a Diet

Woo-hoo! I am finally officially down 5 pounds! It’s only taken 3 months…

No, I take that negative comment back. This is a moment to be celebrated, not minimized. This will mark the first time in about 3 years that I have made any measurable progress in weight loss. At that is something to be proud of. This is also the longest I have stuck with any kind of exercise routine of any sort. Thank you, competitive streak. I owe you one.

It’s been a really hard, long road, filled with lots of disappoint and the feeling that I would never be able to do.  Making simple choices just didn’t seem to cut it. Making the switch from regular to diet sodas was a really big thing for me. It still is. The only ones I will drink are Coke Zero, Diet Dr. Pepper, and Diet Mountain Dew: Code Red. That’s it. If we are out to eat, and the restaurant doesn’t have one of those three, it’s regular soda or tea. I still haven’t been able to master just drinking water. Gotta have something to go in it. It would take me weeks to go down a couple of pounds, and if I had so much as one day of weakness, *poof* all my hard work obliterated with it.  It takes so much effort to make a difference, and so little to wipe it all out, there are plenty of days that I wonder why I bother. Surely it must be easier to just try to comes to terms with being fat, isn’t it? Maybe, right up until it’s time to go out somewhere nice, and I am so preoccupied with how my clothes refuse to look nice on me that I forget to just have a good time being out. Boo on feeling crappy about yourself.

So I try to eat a little better, make better choices when I stop at McDonalds (which is always easier to do right after a run), make it a point to try to get in some kind of run at least every couple of days, try to eat at home as often as possible (even at its worst, homemade dinners have got to be healthier than anything from a fast food joint), and most importantly for me stop eating whole bags of candy or cookies at a time!!!  (I know it’s not what I said at the time, but thanks for taking the cookies away)

It’s amazing how effective that last one is…

And now, on top of slowly making better food choices, I am also running on a (semi-) regular basis.  Now I just need to start working in a little strength training (I can almost feel Bob and Jillian staring me down…) each week, and start building up some more miles. Nothing crazy, maybe once a week go for 5 miles instead of 3. I need to start building my habits up now, because things are only going to get harder as it gets colder…

5 pounds lost, the beginnings of a new life and perspective gained. That’s a win in anybody’s book.


2 thoughts on “Don’t Call it a Diet

  1. The Hubby says:

    You’re welcome (although it was mainly because I wanted to eat them).

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