I must admit to failure.
I was doing great. February came and I bought size 12 jeans. I was 4 pounds from my goal weight. I maintained it for a bit. And Then…..
Mel died.
I deal with lose, depression, super big stress with eating. I don’t sit on the couch and eat a gallon of Ice Cream…No I eat fried foods. You know the kind of food I am talking about….
Deep Fired Mushrooms
Jumbo Prawns in Beer Batter
Chicken Wings
French Fries
You get the yummy picture. All that food and me depressed and stressed!!
I admit to gaining back 25 of the 55 pounds I lost. I admit that I just didn’t care less. But I have hit a turning point!
What you wonder…..
Well today’s high temperatures were some of the lowest highs for this time of year. I actually put on a pair of jeans. A pair that was so baggy at one point that Mama Meadows threatened to pull them off if I didn’t get some smaller ones.
I refuse to buy bigger pants!! So back on to watching and journaling everything I eat and drink.
I feel yucky physically and mentally. I do feel relief getting this off of my chest though. Now I will be able to show some of the pictures that Joshua White took of my family and you will all be prepared for my re-fatness. Love Ya!
Name: Theresa
hang in there! You claimed it and now you are going to move on! I know, God will give you the strength to pick right up again. chin up and keep workin, girl!
Prior to reading this post I had chocolate peanut butter ice cream (eating out of the container) in my lap sitting on the couch when my husband walked in. I looked up and said “HELP!” I’m there with ya sweetie. Let’s keep encouraging each other!
Start again.
Today.
Love you.
I have gotten so big I have nothing to wear. really nothing to wear. I actually have nothing to wear!!! but jogging pants. dern Prednisone!! I will be working right along with you to do something about it.
know you are loved no matter what shape size or colour you are…. sorry about the loss of your friend….
x
and you are NOT a failure……. a little blimp is not failure….
x