By the way I count I will be coming into my 18th month since I began my new life sleeved, and as happy as I am that I am where I am I am a little disappointed in myself for not working a bit harder over the last few months. But I have been recommitting myself to me and I am focusing harder now and hopefully I will meet my original goal of 165 (3 pounds very annoying) and I plan to surpass that to a goal of 145 by my two year mark. I am happy that I don't have near the amount of excess skin I thought I would but I know that I slack off and old food demons try to cloud my mind which they have at times. I know I might be feeling a bit of the "stall blues" because I know I was loosing like last week but recognizing that it might be the blues helps me remember that I am just being impatient and when these moments hit I need to reexamine exactly how big my meal portions are and how many times I eat during the day. I have caught myself grazing lately and I am glad i had garbanzo beans prepared in my fridge because I was able to control myself with those rather than eating stuff my husband asked for for Superbowl like salt and vinegar chips. I usually don't allow ANYTHING in my house like chips or ice cream but those were the two things he asked for so I figured I can compromise since the only time we watch any football is if the Ravens play. While he munched on the things my brain begged me to have I munched on garbanzo beans and I felt really satisfied. But I have noticed I was eating too fast again and eating too much because of it so I have gone back to shakes twice a day and one small meal in the middle of the day so I can get my mind back on track with this and get rid of this last little bit.
This has been a huge emotional roller coaster but now that I am in the last little bit I can see (literally) how far I have come
I recently also realized that as i have lost the weight I have also lost the excess "baggage" that came with it. I no longer care about the old relationships that added 20 -50 lbs. The hurtful words that were said to me in High School that I carried and allowed to define me for so long are gone and so many other things that seemed to "happen to me " No longer have a hold on me which is absolutely wonderful. Now I have got to figure out what baggage this last 22 lbs. comes from and clear that as well. I think its Yoga time
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