Friday, August 24, 2012
As you may have seen, I have been MIA for about a month or so. I was still going to Weight Watchers, but was gaining and losing the same three pounds. My stress level has been through the roof because of my job and I just needed a break from tracking calories, tracking points, going to meetings, etc. etc. Also, a friend of mine was going with me to WW and she would tell me what she ate (it was usually bad, burgers, fries, chips, cheetos, etc), and she would weigh in and still she would lose. It was frustrating to me because I would try to hard, then I would have a bad day and I would gain at my weigh in.
So...I decided to stop going. It would be one less stressful thing for me to worry about. Well...I was still tracking here or on MFP and I still was going up and down. This last week, I just stopped dieting and tracking. I lost 3 pounds. However, over these last two days, I have found them, plus about 4 more pounds! I am now at the highest weight I have ever been in my life. I am also feeling terrible about myself and hating the reflection I see looking back at me in the mirror.
What it comes down to is I control what I put in my mouth. Cravings, for me, are just emotions I am trying to not feel or hide from. There is a lot of unhappiness in my life right now, but nothing is going to change unless I do.
Friday, July 27, 2012
So, last Saturday, I went to a Casting Call for Biggest Loser. It took me about a month to even decide to go, but I went. When I got there, there was a line and I had to walk down the line towards the end. While doing so, I was being eyed by everyone in the line and heard whispers here and there. It was the oddest experience. I felt that I was being sized up and judged on my weight, but it was like nothing else I had experienced in my life. I was actually told by a couple of people that I didn't need to be there, that I was too small and that they probably wouldn't pick me. I got the impression some people even thought I was thin! Healthy! At 224 pounds, that was not the case. Well....I have to give it to them. Those folks were right about one thing...Biggest Loser didn't pick me.
The whole process seemed odd to me. For the actual interview...we were brought into a room with 9 other applicants asked one question, then we answered one by one down the line. Then asked a second question, answering down the line. Then, asked to leave. I am not sure how they would honestly pick the best contestant by doing that. It's so basic and I understand that they have a lot of people to go though, but our location only had about 400 applicants. I really think they should have had a camera on us as we were answering and should have had multiple camera booths set up with questions we have to answer so they could pick the right contestants.
Beyond not being choosen and told that I am not fat "enough," I did get something valuable from this experience. Our little group we formed in the line (all of which were much nicer) was able to speak with Mike from last season who won the at-home prize. He lost 160 pounds, he was also voted off the 2nd week of the show. He did most of this on his own. He said a couple of things that really reasonated with me...
* Someone asked him if he was "getting used to the food." - He said that he would usually eat pretty healthy food before, but would binge on burgers, pizza, burritos, etc. (Yup,that's me).
* He also mentioned that TV was a big contributor to his weight (this is my story too! You all have read about my posts with the TV/eating trouble).
* He also said he does go to the gym, but that its better to exercise outside in the elements. He said that we are from nature so we should be exercising out in nature. This seems to make a huge amount of sense to me, just on a personal level. Plus, I would much rather be outside than in a stuffy gym...but I have some weird thing that I don't think I worked out unless I went to a gym. I need to change that thinking.
I am really glad that I went to the casting call. Not because of the show at all...I think the insights that Mike was able to communicate to us were invaluable. I have been thinking about it all week. I appreciated his honesty and sincerity.
Now...here is the weird thing. While in line, I also heard some amazing things. When Mike was telling people about his success and struggles, there were some people who were actually giving him excuses on why that didn't work for them. Then I continued to hear these irrational explanations (really excuses again) as to why they were as heavy as they were. It was the strangest thing. At the same time, I think I heard myself in some of those excuses and just realized how utterly ridiculous it sounds! Wow, isn't amazing when the universe holds a mirror to your face and calls the kettle black? I get it now.
We are the only ones that can change our lives. Not a show. Not a famous trainer. Not special food. Not surgery. Not a wish. And certainly not excuses. We are the only ones in control of our destiny, of our lives and of our bodies. If we want to be thin, we can be. We just have to make different choices.
That is not always easy, but guess what?
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
I have told myself this time and time again...And, when faced with stress, I just fall back onto old habits. This past week, I was just so tired...Tired of tracking, tired of going up and down the same five to ten pounds, tired of looking for a job and being rejected because I am over/under qualified....just tired.
I let myself go 3, just THREE days, without tracking. You know what? I can do a lot of damage in 3 days, to the tune of 7.1 pounds! And guess what? It didn't make me feel any better. I actually felt worse. Now, for those of you who have been following this blog, you know that I tend to do this from time to time. You may have realized it, but I am just now understanding it.
My coping mechanism is food. I have learned this from childhood. But, duh Kristi! It doesn't work. And, the stupid thing is that I KNOW this already. Yet, I keep doing. What is it that Einstein said..."The definition of insanity is doing the same things over and over and expecting different results." Yup, that about sums me up.
I know weight loss is a CHOICE. Weight loss isn't even about your body...it's about your BRAIN! There are a lot of mental records playing in my head and most of them must be sung by Milli Vanilli, because they aren't true! Seriously though, the most challenging thing about weight loss is getting your head straight. It's where everything starts and ends with. It's funny because a lot of so called diet plans don't tell you that. If food is my emotional crutch, I am going to need to find a new crutch because this one is truly harming myself. I know that. The action of changing it is what is challenging me.
I will not let this set back defeat me. I am back on track, in fact I just weighed myself and I have already lost 2.8 of the 7.1 pounds gained. Weight loss truly is a journey...it's about learning about yourself, questioning the "soundtracks" that run through your mind and changing the thinking that is harmful and negative towards yourself. It is definitely not a straight line and I think that anyone that thinks it is, never really had a true weight problem in the first place. I am a lifelong dieter and trying to teach myself a new way of life...I think there are a lot of us out there who have been trying to lose weight for years.
Some conclusions I have come to...
I will always battle with my brain when it comes to food and weight; and will encourage the positive thoughts rather than the negative ones.
I will always want food that's not good for me, but will learn a healthy way to eat that works for me instead.
I will always know how hard it is to be fat, even when I reach my goal; it has become a part of who I am.
I will always relate to people who have struggled with their weight more than those who have not.
I will always TRY...whether it's weight loss or a new job...and will get back up one more time than I fall.
I will always promise to love myself despite negative things others may say, even if it comes from family members.
I will always remember that this is a journey and the only one who can change the direction or destination is ME. I am in control. This is my life. I have the power to change it. I have the power to be the person I had always hoped I would become. It is me and me alone that can change this mediocre life into a FANTASTIC one!
Sunday, July 01, 2012
So, I live in Hollywood. There are a lot of crazy people here. A friend of mine came over and we walked over to the theater. On the way back, we met a bouncer and he told my friend, that if she was wearing heels, he would get her in free. Then he looked at me and said, "You have to look like that. Sorry. Don't hate." He pointed to a tall, thin blonde in spandex. I just looked at him at didn't say anything, ignored the comment.
It is said that we should not judge a book by its cover, but in reality, we all do it each and every day. For some reason this time, I was not offended by this comment. If you would have said this to me three months ago, I would have probably been in tears. I think there is something to coming to terms with the person you are on the outside. I realized that I am a really big girl. Now, I know that's not a shocker! LOL!
I guess what I realized is that "I" did this to myself. I ate those calories that made me this weight. My emotional crutch is on my body for everyone to see. It's funny because a lot of times people gain weight to be hidden or unnoticed for various reasons. But when you think about it, it kinda does the opposite. Being heavy most of my life, I know how it feels to walk into a room and see if I am the biggest one there. I know how it feels to feel hot and sweaty when everyone else is fine. I know how it feels to have guys hit on your friends or come over to talk to you so they can get your friends name. I know how it feels to be the fat girl.
Guess what? I don't want to be the fat girl anymore. Been there, done that and its time to be the healthy, fit girl! I don't know what it feels like to walk in a room where I am one of the smaller people. I don't know what it feels like to walk into a regular store and be able to fit into anything I try on. I don't know what it feels like to have a guy talk to my friends to find out about me...well that last part is not entirely true. Let me correct that...I don't know what it feels like to have a handsome, normal guy talk to my friends to find out about me. There is so much in life that I am passing by.
I think the biggest takeaway for me tonight is "I am that which I made." As Nike would say...I want to be proud of myself on the outside, comfortable with my body so I don't feel so self-conscious and confident about my body, not ashamed.
Now, it's time to start "Making myself Proud."
Monday, June 25, 2012
I have been thinking a lot...there is a weird connection between my unhappiness with my job and my overeating. I am not happy in my job, my brain wants to eat. I have let it, then I reign back, then I let it...and it goes on and on. What the real problem is here, is not food. It's that I am in a job I don't like and even though I am very good at it, I don't get anything but criticism from my boss...who also happens to be my godfather. Go figure. So, I think not only am I getting negative feedback from my boss, but also my godfather. It is a double whammy. The problem I think is arising because my godbrother now works with us and I think my boss is (unfairly) comparing the two of us. Because I am receiving kudos and accolades from the companies we work for, he is getting angry because no one is saying good things about his son. But, in all fairness, his son is not really working.
So...what is the solution for me. Regardless of all the details, what it comes down to is that I am not happy in this role. I need to find something new. I am interviewing. But, I had someone say something to me that just smacked me in the face. He said, "Well, it's not a matter of if you can do this [job], its a matter of if you WANT to do this job." I think he is right. It's time for me, for ONCE, to do what I want to do...not what I "should" do or what others want me to do.
I just applied for a job that I really want, the pay may be an issue. But, I think even if I have to apply for a second job as a Target Manager, I will do it. I think in the end, even though it's more work, it will make me so much happier! And guess what? That made me happy! And, I didn't eat!
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