This is what echoed through my brain all day yesterday. My husband and I decided (actually, he decided and after much persuasion, coercion, and logic, I got on board) that it’s way past time to do SOMETHING.
My weight issues stem from two big problems:
1. I love to eat
I’m basically a Hobbit.
I’m a southern girl raised on biscuits and gravy, fried chicken, mashed potatoes dripping with butter, rich chocolate cake, and sweet tea.
(Hang on, I need to wipe the drool off the keyboard.)
2. I hate to exercise.
True story. When I think of things I like to do, I come up with stuff like eating, reading, binge watching Netflix, baking, discussing books and movies, drinking wine, playing Lego video games…no form of exercise comes to mind. I have friends who love to run. I don’t know how we’re friends. (But I love them anyway.) If you ever see me running, something is wrong.
So, you see, the reasons for my weight struggle are obvious. I guess I could add that I don’t have one of those super metabolisms you hear people talk about, but do those really exist? I don’t believe they do.
(By the way, I know the only way to lose weight and keep it off is to change your lifestyle, your way of eating, and your attitude. Shut up. I don’t want to hear that. 😉 )
In hopes of a jump start, and after lots of research, we decided to do the South Beach Diet. In reading the book, and much outside information, I can see that it makes good sense. Doesn’t mean I’m happy about it. I really just want to eat french fries, drink wine, and be a size 12. Is that really too much to ask?
But, I committed to it. Besides the obvious reasons, you know, little things like health and self-esteem, and fitting into my clothes, I get to go on vacation with my best friend this summer. We’re going to visit The Wizarding World of Harry Potter and Universal Studios. I’m like, stupid excited. As if it isn’t enough that I get to spend a week with my best friend who I live 500 miles away from, but I also get to go somewhere I didn’t think I’d ever get to! Anyone who knows me, as the Potter-geek I am, knows this is a huge deal. Now, a lot of people say they want to get in shape before vacation, you know, they want to get their swimsuit body or whatever. I just don’t want to get to Diagon Alley and find out my muggle frame won’t fit on the Gringotts ride, or be mistaken for Aunt Marge after Harry inflated her!
Today we begin phase 1, which lasts for 2 weeks and basically removes all sugar and most flour from your diet. I like meat and veggies, I do. But I LOVE sugar, bread, and pasta. So, my family could probably use your prayers and good vibes. I’ll probably get pretty hateful, but I’ll try to keep a healthy attitude by keeping it to myself and internalizing all that loathing.
I spent yesterday afternoon grocery shopping, prepping for the week, and eating everything I could think of that I would miss most the next two weeks. It was a good day. I won’t list what all I ate, because no one needs to know the extent of my depravity.
At any rate, so far so good. Did a weigh in this morning. (Ugh!) I’ve been out of bed for a few hours, and so far I haven’t yelled at anyone, had a bad case of road rage, lost my mind or my religion. Breakfast was pretty good. And I have a yummy supper planned. Instead of sitting down with a nice glass of wine after supper, I’ll sit down with a nice cup of sugar free Jello. I’m sure it will be exactly the same.
Yeah. Exactly the same.
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