Yesterday (Friday) I mentioned that I realized I was jealous of Amy. Why???? Because Amy has worked really hard to get that 111 pounds off. I did that once upon a time. Don't get me wrong Amy is a wonderful person, but we have all been there when things are not going so great for us, we look at someone else that is slimmer, smaller and we think, ''they don't have a worry in the world." Which by the way is so not true. Amy has a very demanding job, she has two kids, one being a teenager and both kids are into every school sports thing there is, Amy is married, Amy has elderly parent's that live about 2 hours away, and I think Amy is an only child.....and Amy's job requires her to travel maybe not every week, but sometimes she is gone weeks at a time. But Amy still manages to train for a half marathon, Amy still is able to plan her meals, Amy has done all the right things and Amy has done nothing that I couldn't do, well I can't do a marathon but I can get on that bike and ride peddle it until it or me one screams. But no.....it is so much easier just to sit back, feel sorry for myself and be jealous of people like Amy, Chelle, Nell, and Blanche. I still love all these people, but I also want to be jealous of them because they are doing all the right things and I had (excuse my French) rather be pissing and moaning about what I can't do. So what can I do????
1. I can STOP the pity party
2. I can STOP bringing that stuff into my home that I know will get me into trouble.
3. I can STOP comparing myself to other's.
4. I can from this moment on....MOVE FORWARD.
Okay there it is. I have confessed, and I have admitted that I am powerless not only with food but with my feelings.
"Just don't give up trying to do what you really want to do!"
| current weight: 203.4