It's A Slippery Slope

I learned a lesson about myself this past weekend. I can't cheat...not even a little bit.

Saturday morning, M. and I went to our favorite Mexican hole-in-the-wall for a breakfast burrito (our Saturday morning tradition). I got my usual burrito and a Dr. Pepper, with the intention that I would eat great the rest of the day.

But drinking that Dr. Pepper did me in. When it comes to sweets, I'm an addict! I get a little, and rather than satisfying my craving, it makes me crave more...and more....and more!

Needless to say, the rest of the weekend was a downhill slide. I hate that. In two days, I undid everything I had worked hard for the previous week.

That's okay, though. It was a lesson learned, and I pick up and go on from here. I won't be making that mistake again. For the next four weeks, I have to be hard core!!!

This Has Nothing To Do With Diet Or Exercise, But...

Bloggernoob over at Make Money Blog is having a link contest, so by writing this, I'm officially entering. He's giving away a cash prize equal to one dollar for every person who links back to his blog, and the winner will be selected randomly from the entries. Want to join in? Just go to Make Money Blog and read about the contest.

I sure hope I win! Wow...if a lot of people enter, think of how much Dr. Pepper that would buy. Wait! NO!! What I meant to say was...ummm...think of how many healthy veggies that would buy! (Okay, I'm working on it. I'll get there.)

Nectar From Heaven, or Satan's Elixir?

This is it. This is my weakness...my downfall...the main cause for the extra fifty pounds on my butt cheeks alone!!

I love this stuff. Wait...no, I hate it. No...actually I love it. I HATE IT. But I really love it. I HATE IT!!

Okay, I hate that I love it, and I want to hate it. I'm seriously addicted! If only there was a 12-step program for Dr. Pepper addiction...or a rehab, perhaps!

I know that I have to choose. I can't be thin and have my Dr. Pepper, too...at least not right now. Okay, I'm going to make my decision. I choose....... **scratching head trying to make a decision**

You Mean I Actually Have To GO To The Gym?!

Just having a membership won't do the trick? Dang it!!

Okay, I'm actually not that stupid, but if you were judging by my behavior over the past year, you may believe I actually think that way.

My hubby (M.) and I have been members of Gold's Gym for just over a year now, and we may as well have been flushing our money down the toilet. But we've committed to making a real change. And I'm actually quite proud of us!

I think I've even gotten over that hump--the hump that separates absolutely hating the gym and somewhat enjoying the gym. Now don't get me wrong...it's not like I love it. At least not yet. But I'm excited about getting thin, so I'm motivated. In fact, tonight when M. suggested that we get ready for the gym, I think I only whimpered once! Now THAT'S progress!!

Why Can't Carrots Taste Like Cupcakes?

That's all I want to know. It seems like a perfectly reasonable question. Why is it that all of the stuff that's so bad for us tastes so darn good??

Needless to say, I'm craving sweet stuff.

Weight...What A Funny Little Number

Weight...that one number that strikes fear in the hearts of women...and some men. What is it about that number? It's almost as if we think that as long as that number remains unspoken (or unwritten), then people won't be able to tell that we're overweight. Hiding that number somehow makes our weight problem invisible to others. It's only when that number is revealed that people look at us and say, "Wow...she's overweight!"

Ha! If only that were true! I think the only people we fool by hiding that number is ourselves. We bury our head in the sand like an ostrich, refusing to face the truth, while all the time, our "truth" is hanging out for the rest of the world to see.

Well, I'm tired of hiding. I've done it. I've made that number public (in the column to the right). It's horrifying. It's sad. It's a bit frightening. But it's my reality. Now I finally know what everyone else has known all along--I have a problem that needs to be corrected.

(image courtesy of Punchstock)

Water? What's That? Oh Yeah!! Water!!

It's really no mystery why I'm fat. Besides the fact that I'd rather eat fast food than healthy food, I realized that I don't drink water!

No, I don't mean that I don't drink ENOUGH water. I mean I DON'T DRINK WATER!

I realized last night that I had gone the whole day without even a drop of water. Now I know that the human body can only survive three days without water, but yet, it just doesn't occur to me to drink water throughout the day!

This is definitely something I need to work on. In an effort to change this, I have already opened my gallon of water and begun drinking it this morning. I'm going to take it with me everywhere I go today, and I'm hoping to report that when I go to bed tonight, the gallon container will be empty.

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

Well actually, this is more like the bad, the ugly, and the utterly horrifying. But regardless, here goes. This is more painful than the dreaded three way mirror!!! But it has to happen. As long as I don't LOOK at this, I can convince myself that "it's not that bad." Well, obviously, it's THAT BAD!






Well there it is. I look like a linebacker! And did I mention that I'm only five feet tall? That's right...five feet even!! But this is just the start. I've finally faced the facts, and I'm ready to deal with it.

From this point forward, Mondays will be picture day and weigh-in day.

Oh yeah...for now I'll remain anonymous (but you can call me Thin Girl...haha!) I know that you may think that anonymity doesn't allow for accountability. But trust me! Just knowing that these pictures are "out there" for the world to see is horrifying enough...enough to make me want to do something about it. Later in the process, I'll reveal my identity and let you know me better.

It's Come To This

So here it is...it's come to this. Over the past five years, my weight has slowly, steadily climbed, to the point that I no longer even recognize myself. I've gotten to the point that I avoid cameras at all cost, and if someone does happen to snap a picture, I avoid looking at the picture.

Well, enough is enough. This is not who I am. It's not who I was meant to be. It's time to do something...seriously.

Don't get me wrong. It's not as thought I've done nothing. Close, but not quite. I've tried many diets through the years, but nothing seemed to work. Actually, let me clarify. The diets were fine....I didn't work. It's like I lost all will to try. I would try a diet for maybe one week, and then I would give up. That's sad...REALLY sad.

My weight is affecting every aspect of my life, and it's time to get control. So that's why I'm here. I'm tired of hiding away in my home, and sticking my head in the sand thinking that the problem will just disappear. It's NOT disappearing, and it's getting worse!

So this is my solution...sharing my journey with the whole world--with anyone who will read this. Hiding has been my downfall, and has allowed me to get into the shape I'm in. So I figure this blog is the exact opposite of hiding. It's time to face reality, and face it I will...with all of you seeing it. My journey will be filled with progress reports, photos (yep, PHOTOS!!), and much more, as I travel this journey to find that THIN GIRL WITHIN!!

Thanks for sharing the journey with me.