Make Your Choice

Was being called Shamu and Free Willy hard?

Yes.

Is staying under 1500 calories per day harder than that?

No.

Was being made fun of on the school bus for 2 years hard?

Yes.

Is replacing crappy food with healthier choices harder than that?

No.

Was sitting in and breaking lawn chairs and even a wooden rocking chair in front of family, friends and even strangers hard?

Yes.

Is telling friends and family you can't go out to eat with them like you've always done, because sticking to your eating plan that day is more important, harder than that?

No.

Was shopping for clothes sizes 3x, 4x and 26/28's hard?

Yes.

Is drinking almost entirely water and cutting out Cokes harder than that?

No.

Was hearing your doctor define you as morbidly obese and telling you that if you don't get a grip on the weight loss very soon you might not make it through your 40's hard?

Yes.

Is making yourself get on the treadmill every day even though it hurts harder than that?

No.

Was being rejected by guys you wanted to date because they think fat chics are gross hard?

Yes.

Is pushing yourself as hard as you can on the treadmill to go further and further each week harder than that?

No.

Was having to drag another chair into a classroom in front of 30 of your peers at college because you couldn't fit into any of the desks hard?

Yes.

Is dedicating to blogging about your daily wins/losses and being completely honest in front of the whole world harder than that?

No.

Was finding out that you have hypothyroidism, PCOS, diabetes, high blood pressure, high cholesterol and depression, and had to be medicated for all of them hard?

Yes.

Is eliminating the fast food and mega buffets that you're so accustomed to harder than that?

No.

Have you decided which is harder and made your choice on how to go forward with the rest of your life?

Yes.

What choice did you make?

I CHOOSE TO LOSE.

Quote For The Day:

Being fat is hard.
Losing weight is hard.
Choose your hard.

-Anonymous

Sodium.....So Stoopid

Today has pretty much sucked all the way around, lol. Some days are just going to be that way, and this is one of them. I had an argument with a girlfriend today....the one that just happened to be throwing me a pool party for my birthday this Sunday with all of our other friends, so needless to say, no more party. Bummer. My friend is still upset with me. Bigger bummer. I made dinner in the crockpot today and I didn't like it. Another bummer. And Mother Nature paid me a visit this week. Biggest bummer of all.

First of all, I hate drama with friends. I find it completely draining and a total waste of energy, but life isn't perfect, and sometimes these things happen. Secondly, I've always been a huge fan of birthdays. It's the one special day a year that all of your friends a family gather 'round to celebrate you and the importance of you being in their life, and them in yours. I love birthdays. So the fact that mine might end up being a downer this year is really discouraging to me.

Mother Nature and I have NEVER been friends. I'm working my big butt off as hard as I can, focusing..focusing..focusing, staying within my calorie limit, walking on the treadmill daily as fast as I can go...pushing myself to my limits...and then she shows up, plops down right in the middle of all my progress, and asks, "How does a 3 lb. gain sound this week?" Grrrrrr.

Here's the stoopid sodium part. As if it weren't bad enough that I'm battling bloating this week and working my butt off just to try my best to maintain and not gain this week....I end up with a dinner I just didn't like, feeling totally unsatisfied, totally drained from the day's drama and cranky from the cramps...and took myself right down to Los Reyes for some chicken soft tacos.

I had 800 calories left for the day, so I didn't go over my limit. I did my walk on the treadmill this morning, so I'm cool there. But I just didn't need the sodium. I was already in a tangle with Mother Nature, and I had to go and add insult to injury. Doh! How stoopid. Really, really stoopid.

Now I know from reading so many weight loss blogs that there are people out there who eat in restaurants/fast food every single week, and still show a substantial loss on weigh day. They're staying in their calorie limit, but somehow they're winning out over the sodium. I don't know if they're just lucky, if my system is whacked, if they're drowning themselves in vats of water to get rid of it, overdosing on water pills, or what. But I know from experience that sodium is the enemy for me and my body and that makes today's choice a really bad one. So, whatever ensuing gain I show on the scale this Friday, aside from my cycle, is completely well-deserved.