I wish I could say that my diabetes diagnosis was enough to propel me immediately into an angelically healthy lifestyle. I certainly made the vow that everything was going to be different. And for several weeks it was. I cut refined sugar out of my diet completely. I started swimming a few times a week. And I reached the conclusion that I wasn't REALLY diabetic because my sugars remained normal when I didn't eat crap. So it would probably be ok to have a treat once in a while. But then the treats became weekly, then several times weekly, then daily....well you can see where this is going.
During the last week of July my husband came to me with a proposal. We both wanted to lose weight and we were both struggling hard to stay committed. But what if there was some external motivation, in the form of $5 per pound (payable every 4 pounds). Neither of us had taken spending money from the budget in quite some time and it would be nice to have some blow money. So away we went.
That Friday (our chosen weigh in day) I weighed in at 212 pounds. Two months later I am at 205.4 pounds. It definitely has not been a fast or perfect journey thus far. There has been travel, weddings, bar-b-ques. There has been stress eating (a week at my parents' house for my sister's wedding!), too many trips to the ice cream store and some enabling of each other. But there has also been a return to running (very short distances), more days without diet pepsi than with and an overall healthier attitude towards my diet.
My aim is to cut almost all processed food out of my day to day diet. Everything but yogurt, cheese, salad dressing and bacon :) I have removed the pressure to be perfect. I won't be. I know that. There will be days I take Ella to McDonald's and choose the burger/fries over the salad (hello today!). But if those days are the minority my body can handle it. And eventually, I know I will start to want the salad over the burger/fries. Eventually...
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