One pound... again
Saturday, August 18, 2012
OK, for two weeks in a row I've lost one pound. Do you know how badly I wanted more than one pound? I'm sure you do. My husband has been working on this new lifestyle thing with me. Since we have restarted, I've lost about 7 pounds and he has lost 17 - seventeen! I know that's not fair of me. Our bodies are very different, but inside I'm screaming - "You're right! That's NOT fair!"
I go to the gym 4 to 5 days a week and enter every bite of food that I eat. He just "keeps track" in his head and never goes to the gym, or walks, or does anything. Tell me how that's fair?!?
OK, deep breath... now let me find my positives in this.
- This week I lost one pound! (It's in the right direction on the scale - down!)
- Add it to last week and I've lost two pounds in two weeks - again in the right direction.
- We went to the zoo last Wednesday in Colorado Springs. If you haven't been there, it's sort of built into the side of the mountain. There is a lot of walking - uphill. There are also several places where you have to go straight up three or more flights of stairs. You know what? I walked it all and didn't even slow down or take a break and sit. On the other hand, my three boys (in their 20's) were exhausted and after climbing one of those multi floored towers (to see the grizzly bears) had to sit down at the top and begged me for a break! A month or so ago I never would have made just walking the hills, not to mention those steps! That, my friend, is progress!
So to remind myself how awesome it is to lose one pound - I am again posting the letter from a pound of fat below.
I hope you are all having a fabulous summer.
Onward we go...
Hello, do you know me? If you don't, you should. I'm a pound of fat, and I'm the HAPPIEST pound of fat that you would ever want to meet. Want to know why? It's because no one ever wants to lose me; I'm ONLY ONE POUND, just a pound!
Everyone wants to lose three pounds, five pounds, or fifteen pounds, but never only one. So I just stick around and happly keep you fat. Then I add to myself, ever so slyly, so that you never seem to notice it. That is, until I've grown to ten, twenty, thirty or even more pounds in weight. Yes, its fun beig ONLY ONE POUND OF FAT, left to do as I please.
So when you weigh in, keep right on saying, "Oh I only lost one pound."
(As if that were such a terrible thing.)
For you see, if you do this, you'll encourage others to keep me around because they'll think I'm not worth losing.
and I love being around you - your arms, your legs, your chin, your hips and every part of you.
After all, I'm ONLY ONE POUND OF FAT!!!