Well, today was "weigh day." I hate stepping on the scales. In fact, on my last visit to the doctor I wanted to ask the nurse to let me stand on the scales backwards and to not tell me what it said! My fear is that one day my doctor's office will have scales that actually say your weight out loud. Why in the name of all that is holy would someone invent that?
Today was not so bad. I have lost 3.5 pounds this week. Yea! Yippee! Praise the Lord! I feel successful for the first time in a long time. I know I still have a ways to go, but it feels good to know that I have made the first step.
This week has not been without it's challenges. Yesterday I wanted to throw in the towel. I was tempted by fun size Twix bars. Chocolate is a weakness for me. I ate one and then the rest of the evening they were calling out to me..."just one more, nobody has to know." But, I told you all that I was going to be brutally honest, so the other voice inside my head (there are many LOL) that kept saying..."you will regret it, don't give in, you know once you start you won't stop (this voice knows me so well)," won in the end.
I find that with every little slip I become a little weaker. On the other hand, with every little success I become stronger. So, I will continue to build on these little successes until I am standing on top of this mountain in front of me.
The next challenge, that I know I must face, is exercise. I know I need to do it, but I absolutely despise it. It doesn't help that it is so blazing hot outside. I have to find something that I can do physically, I have a very old back (degenerative joint and disc disease, bulging discs, bone spurs, blah, blah, blah...you get the point). I also want to find something that I will stick to. That will be the hardest part, because like I said this has to be a life change. It can't be temporary.