Saturday, December 08, 2012
Ok I'm going to be straight with us. (Yes, I'm talking to us.)
Alright so since moving down to Florida I have gained erm, about 13 lbs. I'm back at 165 and lemme tell you, @#$%^&*! And I got more where that came from.
M-F-ing back to square one (practically).
Which stinks (duh) but I've been cruising SP, and you know, some people start at way higher weights than me. I can't believe my eyes when I see some before photos and they read, "hey this is me at [300-400-500] pounds." Sometimes the before photos are the Right Now photos. That kind of challenge seems daunting to me. Of course, 20 lbs sometimes seems daunting to me too.
Me, here's a little perspective: As compared to some people, I'm almost at my goal. (Let's not dwell on how journeys shouldn't be compared. This is my blog, mmkay.) This could be someone else's countdown to their goal weight. Not an insurmountable mountain. From this part of my very long (very freaking long, my own doing) journey I feel a bit like, "Are we there yet?"
I have been losing these same thirty pounds for... eight years? Pretty sad, really. Oh, I've made it before. It was awesome every time. No kidding. And then, complacency. Miss a work out here, miss one there, then suddenly I'm working out once every two weeks thinking how I should really do this more. Sensible veggie stir-frys turn into splitting frozen pizzas with my honey while watching our stories (ha).
Well, I don't have any epiphany to share. I can tell you that yo-yo dieting hasn't been working too great for me. I always plan to make it how I just live, and that's it, but it's hard. Maintaining a weight loss is incredibly hard. I would ever go so far as to say it is harder to maintain than it is to lose. I've done the losing game.
Anyway, I'm still here. My only rule is: Never give up. And I wont.