I am forever reminded of the saying that if you don’t learn your lesson, it will just be sent back to you in another pair of pants. This is so true for me in so many aspects of life. One being my struggle with weight loss.
For one, my thyroid poses an issue. But, that is compounded by my personal negligence in not taking my prescribed medicine daily as I should. Don’t worry, I’ve gotten much, much better about that since my son Pierce has been diagnosed with the same issue.
But, one thing I also struggle with is portion control and not eating my feelings. Because, I love food. Good food. Every kind of food. There are few things I just will not eat. But my biggest weakness is sweets and portion control and while I am acutely aware of it, I choose to ignore it.
The worst part if the new Facebook Memories feature that now diagnoses the issue by showing me posts that I said I was going to do it this time, and that time, rinse and repeat over and over again. I’m sure my friends and family are like, of yeah, sure, this time, you are tackling it ~ all while under their breath thinking how long will this last?
Truth is, weight loss is hard. Sticking with something and making a commitment is hard. It sucks being fat and loving food. But I have been successful in the past and I know what I need to get me there. I need these containers. To hold me accountable. Because I cannot be trusted with a batch of anything if it isn’t measured. I need the accountability of measurements, because without them I am not able to make sensible decisions for myself. That sounds ridiculous, but for so many people like myself, we just can’t be trusted to just stop at a lick or a taste ~ we’ve got serious issues and can’t put down the fork.
So, I joined a challenge led by my friend Shana who has completely rocked out her weight loss journey along side her husband Chris {who very much looks like Vin Diesel now}. We start April 4th. I’m trying to incorporate a bit of my favorite plan Trim Healthy Mama as well. Because that also works for me so morphing them both together just seems like the best plan for me ~ containers and a healthy eating plan that is simple enough that I’m not counting points or running around like a mad woman trying to look up what is a viable eating option when on the run.
I’ve got to get my measurements done again ~ by my husband ~ so as long as he doesn’t make a smart remark he may live ~ to see me relive this journey in another pair or pants.
