A food addict's travels on the road to recovery.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011


This girl needs a vacation.  Fo Sho.

I went for a walk this past Sunday with Kim and her friend Emily.  I finally, FINALLY got my fat ass moving again after 6 months of as little movement as possible.  I won't lie.  It hurt.  A lot.  It's Tuesday and I'm still hobbling, lol.  The sad part is we only walked 4.5 miles.  I used to walk that distance all the time...and then I got lazy.  And now I'm feeling it.  Big Time.  The goal is to get on the treadmill at the fitness center tomorrow after work.  It's just ridiculous that one walk takes me 2 full days to recover but that's what happens when you give up.  Let this be a lesson to you if you're thinking about giving up.  Bad idea.  Because one day you'll want to get back at it.

  I mean, that's why we're all here isn't it?  To scratch and claw our way out of this hell hole called Obesity?  We start up blogs and bare our souls.  Lose some weight...and some of us gain some back....and then lose some more, except the next time...each time, we start over...it's that much harder.  I think the better idea here is to just not give up in the first place.  I read that as one of Chris' goals when she first started. (Chris at A Deliberate Life).  I think she had 3 goals when she first began, and funny enough, the only one I can remember is the last one..."Don't Quit".  Just don't quit.  And she didn't, and she hasn't, and she went from somewhere around 250 lbs. I think to now wearing a size 10 and fully living and enjoying life as a thin person. 

I've read a lot of blogs over the last couple of years, but there are a few select ones that really speak to me.  Ones that I truly treasure.  I take nuggets of wisdom from their experiences and hold onto them.  I may not be applying them at the moment...but I know them.  I cling to them, because one of these days I'm going to get it right, just like they did.  Chris is one of those people with one of those blogs.  Her words and her ways are striking to me. 

If you can peel back all the layers and totally expose my core....my emotions...that raw, hidden place that you think nobody knows about but you....that nobody else has experienced in the same way.  If you can define the pain, the shame, the reasons....the non-reasons, the excuses, the rationalizations, etc, and without knowing the first thing about me personally...then you've got my attention.  Chris did that in a couple of posts talking about "cleaning out her chicken coop"...and Sean did it in a post where he wrote a letter to Morbid Obesity.  There are a few others from other people, but these are 2 of the most memorable for me.  If you're morbidly/severely obese and you know the shame I speak of....you should search out these posts.  They're invaluable to addicts like us.  These posts are like lanterns lighting your way out of a deep, dark cave.

My weight is still a constant struggle.  I lost 3 lbs last week while working like a maniac while Billie was on vacation.  Those 3 lbs are still gone and I'm happy about that.  But I still have issues, and I know that.  I don't know exactly why I have them...but they're there.  My weight is something I think about every single day....many, many times a day.  What's baffling is how I can be this physically miserable and still not have fixed/solved/obliterated the problem yet. 

As I said, I think about it daily, in so many ways, in reference to so many different things.  Weight loss is hard work.  There's no denying that.  And we all know it's not the actual act of dropping the lbs.  Oh it if were only that easy, right???  But no....the really hard part is as Sean says.  Self-honesty is part of it.  Letting go of all the rationalizations for the bad choices is part of it.  And as Chris says, digging deep and really identifying what the issues are that cause you to want to eat like this in the first place.  What are you covering up/avoiding/etc.  What hurts?  And learning how to deal with it.  It really does take level upon level of mental work.  Wow I'm channeling Sean again....I think he says it's 80% mental....much less about the food.  He's so right.  The reason all of this matters and plays into it is so we can reach the end game.  Not losing the weight....but once it's lost, keeping it off.  Forever.  Completely re-training ourselves with a new lifestyle, a new way of thinking, a new way of dealing and coping.  It's a lot of work. 

I've noticed in the last month whenever I try to really, really delve into these thoughts, some kind of sirens go off in my head and I think, "OMG I'm so stressed...I'm so busy at work...I can't deal with this right now.  I'm doing the work of 2 people at work now...sometime 3.  I've got the Claims Convention coming up in 3 weeks (what am I going to wear that actually looks decent on my fat body????).  Then a week later I'm going to Myrtle Beach for a few days to see Dwayne's sister.  Then when I get back I've got to start packing for a move.  My place, Dwayne's place, and Dwayne's storage unit all have to be organized, packed and moved.  I'm so mentally exhausted when I get home from work that it's an absolute chore to put myself on that treadmill down at the fitness center.  Total mental block.  It's hard enough to keep the dishes done and laundry washed during the week."  And on and on and on. 

I've definitely got my priorities mixed up and I KNOW that.  My stress levels are very high, but I know that others are much more stressed than I am.  I know that I'm no different that anyone else...I'm not special.  I'm just not dealing with my weight the way I should.  You'd think I'd throw my hands up in the air and just say forget it.  I think I'll just stay fat and get the obsessive thoughts about what I should be doing out of my head.  But I haven't done that.  I haven't resolved to fully quit in my mind.  Losing the weight and learning how to keep it off truly is something I want to do.  I just don't know why I'm scared to do it.  It must be some kind of fear that keeps me from pushing through.  Maybe if I keep torturing myself with fat thoughts every day I'll break on through and get on the right track.  I need to find my blinders again soon and re-acquaint myself with the word "consistency".  It feels like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff.  I need to jump.  Seriously.

Friday, March 18, 2011

T.G.I.F. Baby!!!

So everyone knows that I was the "acting" office manager this week while Billie was on vacation.  I actually made it to Friday without burning the place down!  This has been the busiest week of my life, without question.  Wanna' know a secret?  I lost 3 lbs. this week.  I was 260 lbs. on Monday morning, and when I hopped on yesterday morning, I saw 257 lbs.  Apparently weight loss happens when you're too damn busy to eat like a moron.  Who knew? 

Dwayne's supposed to take me to look at his buddy's house this weekend that we're considering renting this summer.  Also, I'm hoping to meet up with Kim some time this Sunday for a nice long walk...probably on the Silver Comet trail where she did a 10k last weekend.  It's going to be in the 80's down here in Dixie.  Good ol' Georgia.....when spring is due to arrive (this Sunday), we don't waste any time.  :)  Trees and flowers are blooming everywhere and before you know it our pollen count will be in the 5000+ range and we'll all be struggling to breathe.  I guess you have to take the good with the bad....at least the sun is shining.  :)

Have a fabulous weekend friends!  :)

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Making A Move...Maybe

It looks like we might be moving this summer...but it's not written in stone yet.  Dwayne's got a friend that he works with at HP and he moved to California.  He now needs someone to rent his house in Roswell, and Dwayne is considering it.  We will be together 7 years this August, and it looks like we might finally be moving in together.  There's a fenced in back yard for Scarlettte, which makes me very happy. 

I haven't seen the house yet myself, but Dwayne says it's pretty big.  He also said it needs some work on the inside, and although we'll be renting, the option to buy in the future is there, so there's a few things we might change.  One thing we're interested in is recessed lighting  in the livingroom.  It also has a full basement, and Dwayne said the flooring down there needs some improvement as well.  All in all, I'm hoping it works out.  My commute to work will go from 20 minutes to at least an hour, but I think the things I'll gain from the move will make it well worth it.  On the other hand, Dwayne's current hour-long commute to work will drop to about 10-15 minutes, so it's a huge bonus for him.  After driving that hour back and forth to work for 5 years now, he deserves the break.

I was scheduled to do a long walk with my friend Kim this morning, but she participated in a 10k yesterday and is now very sore....understandably!!  We re-scheduled for next Sunday, and the plan is to do a "LONG" walk each Sunday together in preparation for the Half Marathon we'll be doing together at the end of the year.  Tomorrow starts my week from hell at work, as Billie is on vacation and I'll be running the office.  Pray for me friends....it's gonna' get crazy.  After this week of overtime, the plan is to start doing my own walks on the treadmill in the fitness center here at my apartment complex.  As my dear friend Tina said, you JUST. HAVE. TO. DO. IT.  Amen sister. :)

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

So Over It

Ok.  I'm tired of being fat.  I'm ready to lose some weight again and maybe actually KEEP IT OFF this time.

I was watching a comedy show with one of Dwayne's favorite comedians, Daniel Tosh.  He has a show called Tosh.0 and also has a stand-up routine.  I pretty much hate him, although I'll admit to laughing at a couple of his jokes.  But for the most part....he's got the humor of a 12 year old boy.  Dwayne was watching his stand-up show Sunday night and if you weren't young, white, skinny and rich, he picked on you.  For us fat people he said, "Big can be beautiful....just not to me.  I think you're disgusting".

For once, I'd like for someone to pick on me for something other than my fat.  My religion, my political views, I'm too tall...whatever....but the fat jokes are really getting old.  I'm so over it. 

I'm planning on walking a Half Marathon with my friend Kim and whoever else wants to join this November.  It's only 8 months away, and at the speed that my days are flying by, it will be here before I know it.  I still haven't established an exercise routine, but I've thought about it!!  I've been training all week learning Billie's job because she will be on vacation next week and I'll be acting Ofc Mgr...doing her job, plus my job, plus Staci's job that I had to learn a month ago when she got fired.  3 jobs....all on ME.  I see a lot of overtime in my future.  I'm figuring on 12 hour days next week, and the chances of me coming home at 8:30p after a 12 hr day and exercising aren't real good.  But it is definitely in the near future.  Week after next?  That's the plan.  I weighed myself this morning.  258.0 lbs.  I've been this weight for several weeks now...just hanging out...losing nothing, but I finally stopped getting FATTER.  Now I'm finally ready, after a 3 month hiatus, to start losing weight again and get my head back in the game.  There's really only one reason for this.  I'm completely miserable physically.  That's it.  That's the reason.  I. Feel. Like. Shit....and I'm tired of it.  Til next time my friends.... :)

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

I've Officially Lost My Mind

I had lunch with my fabulous friend Kim this past Sunday and I made a commitment.  It's something we actually said we would do last year, knowing it was coming up at the end of this year, but haven't talked about it in a few months.  We have committed to walking a half marathon together this November in Savannah, GA.  Yes, it's ONLY walking....not running....but I'm obese, so this seems like a big deal to me.  13 miles.  I hope I don't die.  I need to start walking soon.  One minor problem.  Work is still crazy busy, and I am so exhausted when I get home from work every night.  The last thing I want to do is strap on some tennis shoes and head back out the door to exercise.  I need to get over it.  I'm committed now....and should probably also be committed somewhere that has padded walls.  :)