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Talk the talk, walk the walk.

Monday, December 16, 2013

I fell off the wagon awhile back and have been pretty much on a plateau since. My plateau was located in the gutter looking at the underside of the wagon.
Over the last few months, I feel like I slipped down the drain hole and am looking up at the underside of the gutter.

I was reading blogs and someone was talking about having a rough time getting back on the wagon. I commented that I was able to understand and that I wished that I had something profound to say, but I don't really know what to say right now to be all inspirational and sparky.

This is my realization for today.

The newest ruckus in the house is that my nephew wants to join the Army.
Don't get me wrong, he most likely would benefit from a very structured life. He had ADHD and is a typical hormonal teenager. He will go out of his way to disagree with anyone and everyone who is older than he is.
So...earlier, he starts a conversation with his mom with this sentence... "Mom, you know how lazy I am, right?"
Don't get me wrong, he is not over weight, but for being 17, he is out of shape and while he will go toss a football occasionally, his normal after school activity from 3 p.m. until bedtime is playing PS3 or watching YouTube.

Earlier today, he asked me if I had any dumbbell weights, I told him that no, I don't because they are not in my budget currently but he can use anything that has a little weight to it, even a can of soup, but he said he doesn't want anything 'stupid', he wants a 30 pound set of weights....
Er.....
Both my sister and I pointed out that you don't START training like that, you build up to it....and that's when the arguing started.

I realize that I have a LOT of good information in my head but although I have different reasons than my nephew, I don't even take my own advice so why should he?

I have retyped this sentence so many times now because I am fighting the urge to tear myself down right now, and that is NOT why I am posting this blog.

I was one of those who weighed myself daily. I haven't weighed in for the last two weeks because I am afraid of what I KNOW the scale is going to show.
Tomorrow, my first step is to get on and see where I am at. For me, I need to know where I am starting from because I need the positive reinforcement of seeing the scale budge...but I need to know where I am at right now.

Sometimes I forget the simple things...one of them being right on my signature in the forums; 'One step and then the next gets you where you are going'

That's where I am headed, on to my next step.
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POUTINGPEGGY 12/20/2013 3:56AM

    I fell off the wagon too, it left without me and I've been trying to get back on but it keeps moving along. I do that thing with the scales. I am so glad my teenagers have all grown up, they are all in their twenties now, and you know what- as bad as ever. No one listens to a word I say.

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KAREN608 12/17/2013 9:23PM

    Okay I had to snigger at the teenager wanting heavy weights and knowing it all. Army? It'd kill him... well just saying I know of a 18 year old who sat all thru high school, joined the army and was yelled at by his team mates as he was holding them back. He could not learn to run faster, and do all the other things. The military let him go home for good. Sad ending for an unfit guy. He still has to find a job and get a life now. I hope it works out better for this teen. It usually is best not to say much as they have to do it themselves.

I fell off track too so we are all in this, restarting and going on. There will always be setbacks. We are human and prone to weight gain without lots of vigilance.

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ADARKARA 12/17/2013 1:15PM

    Great job! Just take it one step at a time and things will start rolling again! emoticon

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MAMAWANTSTORUN 12/16/2013 11:23PM

    I finally got.on my scale today after thinking about doing it for days. It was a little worsethan I had hoped it would be. I have been off the wagon for about 4 months now. That is way too long. My new motivation began with my jeans getting snug, increased when my daughter compared me to a pot bellied pirate, and was cinched today when I saw the number on the scale over one of my major milestones. I'm busy. I'm tired. But...I can do this, and so can you! emoticon

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