So, I did get some make-up and haven't quite gotten around to the haircut yet. Haha. Working on getting some finances in order first, but it's at the top of my list! There are just a couple other super important things that need to be taken care of first...you know, like rent and stuff. :)
Moving on to the next item in the article, "23 Things Every Woman Should Stop Doing" from Huffington Post.
4. Viewing food as the enemy.
"Women often receive the message that our ultimate worth lies in our looks. Our hair should be smoothed or perfectly curled, our makeup on at all times -- but natural-looking -- and our bodies banginí (read: thin). In the quest to achieve these impossible standards, itís easy to see food as something to contend with rather than to enjoy. Be cognizant of what you put in your body -- after all, itís the only one you have -- but try to do away with the guilt. Savor every bite of that gnocchi with gorgonzola or that Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream or those fresh cherry tomatoes. Food should not come with regrets. As Nora Ephron wrote, ďI have made a lot of mistakes falling in love, and regretted most of them, but never the potatoes that went with them.Ē
Oh, how timely. This morning, I finally had the guts to set foot on the scale after months of no activity and eating whatever I want. I am sad to say that I have gained back 30 lbs that I lost last year. That was super depressing to see. But not entirely unexpected. Truth be told, I've felt the changes in my body, in my clothes and how they fit and I've noticed that my current pics don't look a lot different than my "before" pics from last year (before I lost 40 lbs).
The good news is, I'm taking this gain and turning it around. I am, ONCE AGAIN, revamping my eating plan. You know, you'd think that would get so frustrating to start over so often...but, I mean...what other option is there? Keep going the way I am and just get fatter and grosser and feel worse about myself every year? Nah, I deserve more than that. My family deserves more.
My little ones are signed up for swimming at the YMCA starting next week. This is great news because it means I can suit up with them and get a half hour of laps done in the lap pool twice a week while they do their lessons in the teaching pool. I figure, if I'm going to be there anyway, might as well get some fitness in while I wait. I know this is going to make a tremendous difference in my life. And Mr. T and I are also going to begin spending more time active when we don't have the kids. Heck, even if it's just picking up some hand weights or doing some crunches or push-ups while we watch TV at home. It's better than NOTHING, which is what I've been doing.
Overall, it's not the food that is doing this to me. It's my terrible choices in food. And the fact that I can't just have a little bit...I have to devour an entire container or TWO plates full. In addition to cutting my servings, I'll be monitoring and increasing my fiber, so I won't be blowing so many calories on junk that doesn't fill me up.
So, here we go again. If you're still hanging in there with me, I applaud you because I'm not sure I would have stuck around for so long if I were you.