- Thursday Jan 10, 2002
Had a hard night with a sick son. He couldn't sleep because of a cough he can't seem to get rid of. We went in for a throat culture but it came back negative. All the nurse had to say was "we can't do anything for a non-productive cough" and sent us on our way. So my son moped around all day.
I finally went out and bought some over-the-counter remedies. It was so funny, I had just seen a commercial for some cough syrup so that is what I went after, I never knew I had a touch of dyslexia. I went to the pharmasist asking for WD40. You should have seen the look on his face. He thought I was absolutely nuts, I didn't figure out why until he directed me to the automotive department. I looked at him and we both laughed. I wanted the Formula 44D, but I bought NyQuil Cough, DayQuil, Alka Seltzer Cold and Cough, Cough drops and a diet coke. I figured one of them might work, and they did for about 4 hours at a time.
I called the gym that I'm a member of and had them fax me an aerobic schedule, again. I really want to go and check it out but things will change on the 21st. I was admitted to the University of Oklahoma and will have class on Monday and Tuesday nights, so I have to plan around school.
I'll get re-motivated this weekend at drill, I know for sure. I hope you all have a great day.
- Wednesday Jan 09, 2002
OK so far this morning I returned library books and dropped off the dreaded uniform to prepare for drill this weekend all before 7:00 am. I hate the thought of drill after having five weekends off. Oh how I hate it. I think Charlotte asked me long ago if I hated drill so much because I was overweight. My answer to that is mostly YES and partially NO. Yes because I feel uncomfortable with my weight and I'm not portraying a soldierly image, but I hate when we sit around and do nothing which is 1/2 the time. I could be catching up on laundry or doing something constructive, God forbid it would give me more of a chance to exercise. I really need to change my attitude.
I was driving to work today and passed by a Burger King with an inside playground with all the plastic colored balls. I remember when my son was little, my parents would make a special trip to this one Burger King so he could play in the balls. He would always get so excited that he got to go. He would always say, he was going to 'jump in the balls' with such enthusiasm. Once he got there it was a bear to get him out, he had so much energy and never wanted to leave. Well, I'm going to look forward to, not just exercise, but everyday as 'jumping in the balls'. Aren't kids the greatest?
Yall have a great day!
- Tuesday Jan 08, 2002
I have all these great ideas, but I just don't know how to go about setting them into motion. I read a "CATHY" cartoon long ago with the caption "Strong enough to make plans, but to weak to keep them" I wrote that down, because I knew somewhere in my life it would pertain. Boy, did I find out where, trying to diet and lose weight.
I read in someone's journal entry (I forgot who, sorry) that they were so much more happy at their current weight and still couldn't believe they had weighed so much. Well, I think I have been overweight for so long I can't remember what it felt like. I remember what I did and I even kept some of the things I wore, with hopes I could someday wear again, but I don't think I remember ever appreciating the way I felt. That will be something to look forward to.
I also read some journal entries and think to myself, how can these people who weigh, what I consider to be my idea weight, need to lose weight? Sometimes it disturbs me to think they want to be smaller. Now I realize how everyone has opinions of themselves and need to be at ther goal weight but I can't see how someone who weighs under 130 pounds messed up their diet because they ate an extra chip at lunch. Sorry to be so hateful, those are just my feelings and I'm not finger pointing, so I hope no one gets paranoid and thinks I'm talking about anyone, because I'm not. I'm just having my own little pity party, which i have to take part in, with hopes of improving my motivation. I can think to myself. One day...one day...I'll get there.
Thanks to Connie and Christy for trying to get and keep me motivated. Hugs to you both.
- Monday Jan 07, 2002
I always tell myself I'm going to write something in my journal. I'm here everyday and usually respond to a few entries but I don't take the time to write an entry for myself.
I had a good weekend eating wise, but I'm still having trouble getting motivated to exercise. I have been drinking all my water too, and you know, I do think I feel better.
Along with Charlotte's question about the single shoe, why do people push the elevator button more than once, do they actually think the elevator car will arrive sooner? That is so funny to me, to watch the people in the bank do that. One day I'm going to ask them.
I have totally cut out my 3 cookies for breakfast. Every morning I would go upstairs and get 3 sugar cookies and enjoy them for breakfast. Now I'm eating a piece of fruit, which I can't believe myself. I even ate an apple, which is very good for me, because I don't think I like them. The verdict is still out.
I also can't believe how my state is freaking out just because a football coach my stay or go. Come on guys it's just football.
You guys have a great evening.
- Thursday Jan 03, 2002
What temptations await me this day? Just a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts sitting on my service counter. Have you ever experienced one of the golden drops of sweet sunshine melting on your tongue? A pure piece of heaven. I will think those thoughts as I sit here munching on my squishy, gritty pear and again thank my full length mirror which can not lie, but only tell the truth and show the flat tires attached to my waistline. I again, didn't do any excerise yesterday, because of the weather. It was only 9 degrees out. Listen to me type excuses, when I could have driven to the gym or went out to the garage. Tonight I will go, I have already planned ahead so no excuses.
I was brushing my teeth this morning and thought, this is a great opportunity to drink some water, so after rinsing I just tossed back a few cups of water, never saw that opportunity before, its amazing how ideas just slap you in the face.
I hope you all have a successful day. Take care, Jo Ann
- Wednesday Jan 02, 2002
Happy New Year to you all. I really didn't do much of anything, that is including sticking to my plan, but this is a new year and things can only get better. I was around a bunch of pessimists New Year's Eve and that didn't help matters any.
Why are you going to make a New Year's resolution? They asked. You didn't keep the one you made last year, which just happened to be the same one I'm making now. Well for many reasons, if I lose weight and get comfortable with my looks again, maybe I could spend it with someone who loves me, instead of being here listening to you remind me of my failures.
Yesterday my son asks me what I'm doing, I say nothing, he adds, now would be a great time to go walk. I say, sure if it wasn't 20 degrees outside. He says, walk on the treadmill. I had nothing to say to that, but I just couldn't get motivated enough to do it. I swear sometimes those sofa cushions are just glued to my back side.
Every morning getting dressed, I remind myself why I want to lose weight, thank you full length mirror.
- Friday Dec 28, 2001
Made it through day 1. Drank all the water, but I didn't get the excerise in. I could have, but I didn't and I don't even have an excuse. Today I leave work early and will have plenty of time to do it. My neighborhood isn't the safest during the dark hours. I usually find time enough to exercise during the weekend too, don't working take alot out of you?
Hope you all have a great weekend.
- Thursday Dec 27, 2001
Wow, day one is just about complete. No temptations today that I couldn't handle. There is a gallon jar of M & Ms on my service counter that will be moved out into the processing area because every once in a while I hear them scream my name, so they gotta go.
I was thinking how sometimes I miss my exhusband who always reminded me when I was getting fat. Well I haven't had that exhusband around so I ate at will. I can just remember when I could run 7 miles a day and now I have no motivation to even get up in the mornings. I'm hoping all that will change but right now I'm having trouble walking a mile. Persistence is the key.
Today I had an apple for breakfast, a chicken breast and a small salad for lunch. I will have broiled hamburger and some egg noodles for dinner and an orange. My biggest weakness is bread. I'm not normal I tell ya, I can down a whole loaf of bread in one day, no problem. So that is on the 'allergic list' of foods I have made for myself which consists of M & Ms of any kind (I used to have the excuse that if they were peanut butter M & Ms or peanut M & Ms, the ones I don't like so they wouldn't count against me) bread and diet coke.
- Wednesday Dec 26, 2001
I hope all of you had a great holiday. I have come to the conclusion that just a user nickname change isn't going to help me all that much. I have lost all hope and motivation. I come and read here everyday and think, tomorrow I will start again, but things just don't work out that way. The mind is willing, but the flesh is weak. I used to read Rader all the time, but I guess he is on vacation. I'm not going to wait until the start of the new year, I'm going to start tomorrow morning. Having Christmas day off was like having two Monday's in one week. Ugh. This morning I was aggravated because the stupid seat belt is twisted and I couldn't get it around my great girth. I had to stand out in the cold and fiddle with the darn thing until it 'untwisted' enough to extend longer.
My mother even informed me Christmas Day, that my face was fatter. Thanks mom, I know you mean well. I had pictures developed from Thanksgiving Day, oh, yeah, it's confirmed. I'm a huge cow. My New Year's resolution is to not buy anymore clothes in a larger size. I couldn't believe a pair of pants I bought last week was a size 22. I don't want to be a size six mind you, but I don't want to be a 22, heck I think an 18 would even make me feel better.
I want to do so much, like wear a bathing suit and not remind everyone of a beached whale, I want to wear short sleeve shirts without a slab of fat hanging from my arms, I want to wear a belt and tuck my shirts in, I want to go to a water park with my son, without him being embarrased. Of all the things I want and can actually see in my mind, because I was there once, why can't I apply that to my everyday life style? Why is it so hard? Maybe I will find the answer on my journey to the lesser me.
I wish you all well and continued success.
- Tuesday Dec 11, 2001
It's time to start with my lifestyle change again. I tried and tried but my willpower and conscious are just so strong. I'll be standing in line at the cafeteria getting breakfast, which usually consists of three sugar cookies, when that little inner voice will say something to the effect of, "you should really have a piece of fruit, because you really need to lose weight, you are getting so fat." I don't listen, I get the cookies anyway. Then I have a bad day at work and just pig out at home. I've heard it called binging but I never put myself in that category. It's not one piece of bread, its the entire loaf. The bread was so soft and fresh and tasted so good. It wasn't one slice of pizza, it was the whole thing. I bought a box of Little Debbie snack cakes, five packages of two each. I had three packages for dinner and the remaining two for breakfast the next morning. All the while that voice is saying. "What in the hell is wrong with you, why can't you stop?"
I was talking to Monique, a girl at work, and was telling her of my woes. I told her I saw a girl at the store who I wanted to look like (size wise) I just thought she was so beautiful. Monique said, you are beautiful. I said thank you, but I'm not happy, and I'm lonely. I can't find anyone to like me at the size I am now (well I don't go out and look either). The conversation went on and she finally told me it sounded like I was searching for InnerPeace. So now instead of having a nickname that just got me down by logging onto Diet Diaries, I'll have a nickname that keeps my mind on what I'm actually trying to do.
I even went out and bought me a high-speed digital scale. It read 253 last night, I swore to myself I would never get over 250. We'll see what happens.