Jenci S.

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According to my doctor's fancy little chart based on my height I should weight 145 pounds.  I have never weighed 145 pounds, ok, well, at some point in my life I weighed 145 pounds, but it was so long ago in my childhood that I have no memory of that number.  After bypass surgery the lowest I got was 181.  That was my thinnest, and I can honestly tell you, EVERYONE said I was too thin.  I didn't see it, but looking back I can see how people would think that.  I was thin for me.  Now I am too high, back into the 200's and not happy.  I wasn't especially happy at 181 either, but at least I was out of the 200's.  So that is my current goal, to get back out of the 200's, and stay there.

So this brings me around to my point.  Don't stress on the numbers people.  You need to reach a comfortable weight and maintain it.  Forget what your doctor tells you, forget what your friends tell you, just reach a weight you're happy with and do it.  Easier said than done, I know.  But stop focusing on reaching a low, doctor lead goal.  I will never weigh 145 pounds, it just isn't me.  I would be happy with being 185 for the rest of my life.  That is my new goal.  Not even the 175 I once set, 185 is where my 5'7" frame is headed again.  This is realistic and obtainable.  Don't set yourself up for failure, or forget to look back at how far you've come.  You can do this, just be honest, heartfelt, and realistic with your goals.

TGIF.

My obsessions lead to compulsive behavior.  As well as planned out naughty behavior.  Like today, we had a baby shower at the office.  I did well with the pot luck, avoided the rolls, had the salad I brought with turkey and cheese slices, some three bean salad, pasta salad and 1/2 a deviled egg.  It was delicious.  I was happy to not go over board.  I also avoided the cake.  I said no thank you very politely.  But soon found myself thinking about the cake non-stop.  I had a bite as I was putting it in the break room.  I came back later to find one piece already sliced, ate part of it.  THEN planned out how to have a slice of the other flavor, and DID.  Now I am sorry to have had so much cake, and yet I am still thinking about having more.  So here I am, writing about the cake I know I shouldn't have, but want.  Good times.  I guess it is better than eating the cake.  :)

Hang in there and I'll do the same.  TTYL.