Sunday, July 06, 2014
When will I ever learn????????????????I brought Tootsie roll pops to church with me today, because I found myself eating a couple of them every night, and that's just way too much sugar for me. Plus, it's a threat to my teeth, and I don't need to encourage having cavities at my age. So, I did what I have been doing the for past several weeks when confronted with goodies that are far too overwhelming for me, I packed the remaining lollipops into a little bundle with a rubber band, and gave them to the pastor's son for distribution among the kids who were allowed to have them. I love sharing the goodies, but if I could just keep them out of reach to start with, I wouldn't have to go through all the stress of fighting the urges and temptations that lead up to getting rid of the nuisance goodies. When, oh when, will I ever get a grip on this problem? At least I'm learning how to handle it after the fact, so maybe the next step will be to avoid it to start with. I used to be capable of doing that, but somehow, my resolve broke down along the way.
But that's what new days are all about, and one day at a time, I can overcome these temptations once again. The odd thing is that I DO resist temptation every day, but sometimes at night, when I'm sitting on the couch with my Kindle watching my movies and video series, I start taking mental inventory of my kitchen and what's in every cabinet and the fridge. Maybe I have to make up certain evening snacks for the couch and go to bed when the snacks are gone. Groan........that sounds like so much energy when I'm tired!!!!!!!!! 'Will keep you posted on progress! Please send along any suggestions.
PS. I can't go for a walk, I use a wheelchair.
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Guess who came over on my birthday with a lovely present, and what else? A BIG TRAY OF COOKIES. This time they were my very favorite bakery style decorated butter cookies from my favorite very sweet neighbor, once again. So they will take a ride to church with me tomorrow and afterwards I'll take them to the nice people in recovery at Hope House. It gives me a great sense of relief as I write this blog, to commit this tray of temptation to its' new owners in the presence of my Spark Friends. Accountability is a big part of recovery from overeating, because left to our own devices, there are just no boundaries or limits sometimes. Plus, I know how happy they will be knowing that someone cares to to give them such a nice treat. AND I'LL BE SO HAPPY KNOWING THIS TEMPTATION HAS WALKED OUT MY DOOR ONCE AGAIN!!! Thank you Jesus!
Monday, June 16, 2014
On Sunday I packed a shopping bag with two boxes of cookies and a one pound box of a famous brand chocolate truffles, and left for church. I enjoyed the service and afterwards I headed off for my morning coffee and Sunday paper, minus the box of chocolates. I had regifted them to a nice lady at church who was celebrating her birthday next week. But I was still stuck with two boxes of bakery cookies, and there was no way they way they were coming back home with me. after I picked up my paper, I continued on to Wendy's for one of their great Apple Pecan salads and went to a favorite spot near the lake to enjoy in lunch in the beautiful fresh air. On the way I had passed a drug rehab center and saw a couple of residents sitting outside. So after I finished my lunch I drove back to the center and pulled up at the gate. I offered the bag with the cookies to the gate people, explaining that I couldn't have sugar, so couldn't eat them. I wished them a happy Father's Day and drove off. I don't know who was happier, them or me. I think ME. I was SO HAPPY to be finally rid of these "gifts" that I had received from well-meaning friends for my upcoming birthday. My thank you notes just said how sweet it was that they thought of me, and how I appreciated that! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
I'm so excited. Only a few short pounds from my first hundred pound loss, and ahead of schedule, as of today. It's been a bumpy road this past two months, when my 9 pound loss in the beginning of April was reversed by a 6 day protocol of steroid drugs for a torn rotator cuff injury. It took weeks for it to come off again, but come off it did! The word I have to use is PERSEVERANCE! I was devastated by the initial weight gain and if I had followed past patterns, I would have thrown it all out the window. But I prayed about it, and God showed me that it was the drug and not to worry about it. I wasn't warned about this by the doctor, and I'm very disappointed that she didn't say anything to me about it as a warning. But once knew it was the drug, it set my mind and my heart at peace, and the following week when I had another weight gain it didn't bother me AT ALL. It really is a mind over matter thing sometimes, isn't it? So two weeks ago I weighed in with a 4 pound loss, so I was back.
Then I missed my meeting last week but stayed on track anyway. Today at the scale the girl said "Eleven!" My heart sank and I asked, "Eleven up?" and she said "No,eleven down!" If I hadn't sat back down in my wheel chair after stepping off the scale, you could have knocked me over with a feather! Down a total of 93.6 pounds. I'm ahead of schedule for the year and hope to hit the 100 pound mark by my birthday next month. I never really thought I could get to this point again, but here we are, and I feel so blessed. thank you Lord, for answered prayer, and the hope of a new me after all these years. As I wrote on my page heading, never imagining it would really happen again, The weight was worth the wait. Thank you Lord, and for spark being here to support me in my goals through the difficult times just past.
Sunday, April 27, 2014
After a really good run, I fell down, but the strength I had gathered during that streak stayed with me, so I got up, dusted myself off, and started all over again. Today I'm 5 days into a good run again. Twelve days ago I got on the scale at my WW meeting and was up 4 pounds. I was in shock, and couldn't believe it. I asked her to check it again and it remained the same, with no reason for it, or so I thought. My food and tracking had been as close to perfect as I could make them, and I had no binges or lapses in judgement, AT ALL. So I started to get dejected and depressed and began to eat sympathy snacks to console myself. A few days into this behavior I suddenly realized where the weight had come from. Due to a painfully torn rotator cuff, I had been on a 6 day protocol of a steroidal drug the week before. I checked the box, and sure enough weight gain was a side effect. I hadn't made the connection. I finished the anti-inflammatory medicine, the pain subsided in a few days, but the bloating and weight gain didn't.
Talk about hunger being all in our heads sometimes! As soon as I discovered the connection, my so-called physical hunger subsided and I was back on track from that very moment. So today my resolve is as strong as it had been. Except for indulging myself in two McDonalds cones since that time, I've been pretty good; but I also purchased side salads at the same time to have for my next meal. So it wasn't like I went crazy or anything. Sometimes it's hard to know the side effects of medications without a magnifying glass as you get older, and no one ever tells you these things up front. But for now, I'm just a little wiser, and getting thinner again. I'm running a journey, not a race.
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