Apr 13th, 2007
Oh my Gosh!
I AM fat! The time has come for me to get past my denial and face the truth.
So how did this happen? WHEN did this happen?
As I drove to work this morning I thought about this. I’ve concluded it is Terri’s fault. Seriously!! I can justify that.
Last August when I started working out (on-line) with Terri, she told me to start eating 3 meals a day. Before that time I always skipped breakfast and lunch. I would eat dinner occasionally. I use my sweet addiction to supply me with the daily calories. This allowed me to maintain my weight. Then.. suddenly I start eating three meals a day. To force me to do that, she removed all sweets and snacks from my diet for two weeks. This insured hunger when meal time arrived. I followed her instructions completely and it worked. When meal time came, I was ready and willing to eat.
BUT THEN.. the two weeks ended. I had been counting the days. Once I hit the two week mark, the sweets got a green light. Terri didn’t say anything and I wasn’t going to remind her.
Now I had new eating habits. I eat 3 meals a day AND the sweets I always ate. This means.. double calories. See?? It *is* Terri’s fault. :-)
I’ve noticed my pants getting a little tight. But I kept telling myself it was muscle. Of course, some of it is muscle.. but last weekend I was shopping and decided to try on a bathing suit. Above the waist band (actually, it was a bikini.. but you know what I’m talking about), there was a small overhang. My stomach.. which has been flat my entire life had about a 1/4 inch flabby fat hanging on top of the suit. I mentioned this to my husband and he assured me it was just excess skin. I believed him because I wanted to.
Then this morning I noticed I had flab over the waist of my jeans!! There is no way I can ignore that one. All I have to do is put my hand on my waste and I feel the little roll.
So what does this mean? Am I ready to trash the trash food? I thought I was, but then I started getting hungry and thinking about the candy bowl on my secretary’s desk. I’ve got some serious mind-psyching to do before I commit on this.