3DisneyKids
More Drink, Less Run...Since 2008
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My realtionship with the scale
I am so impressed with all of you who actually get on a scale and face the truth. I cannot do it. Back when I was a skinny-minnie, I would weigh myself many times each DAY. And if the number wasnt what I wanted it to be, I stressed and obsessed all day .and kept getting back on the scale all day until I saw the number I wanted.
Even though I was thin and healthy, I know that this obsession with the numbers on the scale was not.
Since getting pregnant, (9 years ago now) I have not been on a scale. Ok, that is not completely true .for each of my three pregnancies, I got weighed at each OB appointmentbut I would turn around so that I would not see or know the number. And for the past 5+ years, I just havent gotten on a scale at all. When I go to the doc and they say hop on the scale, I just say no thanks. Seriously. I have not been weighed in over 5 years and I have not known my real weight in 9 years.
The truth is .I am terrified of the truth. What if it is way higher than even my worst fear? Honestly, I posted here that I am about 155 (at 52), but I am not sure how accurate that is. It could be anywhere from 145 165. It has been so long that I really dont know.
I measure my losses in other ways primarily through clothes. WOW! These made me look like a demin-cased sausage 3 weeks ago and today they FIT!
type of stuff. Or on the other side
YIKES! All of my fat pants now need fat pants of their own!
Today is a good day in terms of the clothes-measurement system. I am wearing a pair of those pants that have the slit-style front pockets. The last time I wore them, that pocket was pulled so wide open it was like .well, my mouth when pizza is around! But today .the pocket is nice and flat just like it is supposed to be. So that is my victory of the day.
Here is my goal .maybe dawn can record it to help me stick to it. I am going to continue on my program for all of Janaury and get sort of a head start. Then, on February 1st, I am going to do it .I am going to get on the scale.
I feel like if I have a few successful weeks under my belt first, Ill never have to know how bad it really was. I know that may not make sense .as I am sure it is so wonderful to see those numbers go DOWN with each weigh-in. It is just getting that first number that scares the holy beejeebers out of me!
Thanks for listening.
I am so impressed with all of you who actually get on a scale and face the truth. I cannot do it. Back when I was a skinny-minnie, I would weigh myself many times each DAY. And if the number wasnt what I wanted it to be, I stressed and obsessed all day .and kept getting back on the scale all day until I saw the number I wanted.
Even though I was thin and healthy, I know that this obsession with the numbers on the scale was not.
Since getting pregnant, (9 years ago now) I have not been on a scale. Ok, that is not completely true .for each of my three pregnancies, I got weighed at each OB appointmentbut I would turn around so that I would not see or know the number. And for the past 5+ years, I just havent gotten on a scale at all. When I go to the doc and they say hop on the scale, I just say no thanks. Seriously. I have not been weighed in over 5 years and I have not known my real weight in 9 years.
The truth is .I am terrified of the truth. What if it is way higher than even my worst fear? Honestly, I posted here that I am about 155 (at 52), but I am not sure how accurate that is. It could be anywhere from 145 165. It has been so long that I really dont know.
I measure my losses in other ways primarily through clothes. WOW! These made me look like a demin-cased sausage 3 weeks ago and today they FIT!
type of stuff. Or on the other side
YIKES! All of my fat pants now need fat pants of their own!
Today is a good day in terms of the clothes-measurement system. I am wearing a pair of those pants that have the slit-style front pockets. The last time I wore them, that pocket was pulled so wide open it was like .well, my mouth when pizza is around! But today .the pocket is nice and flat just like it is supposed to be. So that is my victory of the day.
Here is my goal .maybe dawn can record it to help me stick to it. I am going to continue on my program for all of Janaury and get sort of a head start. Then, on February 1st, I am going to do it .I am going to get on the scale.
I feel like if I have a few successful weeks under my belt first, Ill never have to know how bad it really was. I know that may not make sense .as I am sure it is so wonderful to see those numbers go DOWN with each weigh-in. It is just getting that first number that scares the holy beejeebers out of me!
Thanks for listening.

Hope that the treatment goes well.
We trained in different cities, but we reached our goal TOGETHER!
(Did I have to say that we are very close?) Well, it turned out really to be our only trip together. After pushing me to the finish with horrific pain and bowel problems, my younger sister was diagnosed with cancer shortly after we got back. She fought the real marathon for 15 months, and then passed away in May of 2006. I, of course, wasn't working out with all of the things that need to be done, and with all the stress....I ate.....and ate.....and ate.
but for some reason, I am not. I can do breakfast and lunch, and then I seem to get too busy to track dinner and those infamous after supper, before bed snacks-usually carbs, not sweets. Oh, yeah. I am a carb addict!
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Then it wouldn't cut evenly into 3 pieces for the rest of the row so I would help myself to another sliver because I wouldn't want to short change someone in my family...I am a giver!
Probably less.