The past 45 days...

Feb 12, 2012

The past 45 days or so have been hard. Six months is, historically, where I've alwys failed in the past. The fact that I've not gained 30 pounds in this time is just a testament to the fact that getting this surgery really was the best thing I could have done for myself. I am still losing. Some weeks less than others, but I AM losing.

I've had a rough time of it since Christmas. I'm not always making the best choices. I've been in and out of a bad place, mentally. I'm working with my counselor. I'm attempting to get my feet back under me. One of my friends pointed out to me yesterday that this is just a season in my weight loss and that I need to give myself a break. It's hard. I'm a "all or nothing" type of personality, but she's right.

I feel like I'm ready though. I'm still a mess, but I'm LESS of a mess than I was earlier this year. I've been using the cold as an excuse not to exercise like I should. I've been bored. I have a million excuses, but I need to just DO IT. If I'm bored, I need to find other options. I can do it.

In other news, things are going well. I'm lucky to have my family.

My husband is a huge cheerleader, he keeps me in homemade beef jerky, kale chips and makes sure I have food options so it's easier to make good choices.

My son gives me occassional updates on how much his hands touch when he gives me a hug around my middle.

My daughter is always willing to share a plate when we go out to dinner so we don't have to deal with leftovers.

They are all excited for me, laugh with me and we are all enjoying doing things together more and more.

I hope it doesn't get worse before it gets better, but I can ride it out. I can do it.

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