Friday, December 04, 2009
Well, I am not much of a blogger. I read other people's blogs and they seem to say what I want to say. So I don't bother.
I have to say though, that it's time I did write a little something. I am approaching my goal weight, having started at 224 and now at 150. At the beginning, I was motivated by panic because I was so appalled at the shape I was in. I was terrified to get my blood pressure taken (which didn't help the B.P. one little bit, let me tell you). My sister had had a stroke and I had become convinced that I would die of a heart attack any day. It was hard to get any energy going at all. I couldn't care about doing anything. My life was out of control.
So I worked at it. My sister was so supportive. The people in my staff room would encourage me and praise my efforts. That meant a lot. Then my fellow Sparkpeople would e-mail and just share their struggles too. It really helped get me through the low times.
I started walking and using the nutrition tracker (which I love). And eventually I had to go to the second hand store to buy new clothes. I am way too cheap to buy new when I am still losing weight. People started noticing that I was smaller. My students were very supportive. I teach high school and many of them commented, "You look great, Miss!" I felt good to be a good role model. They saw me eating my snacks every day so they knew I was eating healthily.
So, now, I am stuck. I can lose a pound or two a month. I hurt my back and can't do the amount of exercise I was doing. It sort of feels like I'm cheating. But by now I feel like I want to eat healthy food and exercise every day; so I know I'll get there. Maybe the last twenty pounds will take as long as the first seventy.
I'll get there. Thanks for your help.