I can't believe it's been over 2 months since I've posted anything! That must say something about my chaotic schedule over the last few weeks!
Today's topic has to do with change. That would is probably one of my top ten most dreaded words to ever hear. Whether it's good change or bad, I don't typically want to go thru it because it takes....wait for it....WORK and PATIENCE (2 more of my most unfavorite words).
I recently moved out of a shabby 2 bedroom apartment into a beautiful farm house that is more than an abundant blessing to the girls and I. I went back and forth whether to get it or let it go and stay in my miserable surroundings. You know why? I was miserably comfortable. Since I moved back to Iowa in February of 2009, that is where we have lived.
To better paint the picture, the previous year, we had moved 6 times. Yes, 6 times....in 12 months. Not because I wanted to, but had to. It was time of recession, joblessness, ex shenanigans, etc. So, with that, we moved a lot, lost a lot of stuff along the way. By the time we landed in Iowa, we were professional movers. And it was a profession I was ready to retire. And did, for 3 years. It's amazing how much 'stuff' we have acquired in that amount of time! And it's amazing how much the girls have grown up since our last move. What good helpers!
Also, dating. That is something I just don't like in general. Especially since I have children. It's just another thing I need to plan for, just another inconvenience. I love time with my girls, so that is another reason that it makes it less appealing to go out away from them and get a sitter to hang out with a guy I may or may not like the company of. So while yes, I would like THEE guy someday, I am comfortable in this area too, sometimes miserably...meaning somedays I am getting more used to the lonely, somedays I'm not. However, I will take peace over war any day, even if it means solitude after 8:30 pm every night.
Weight. Talk about a life long struggle. And PS, children do NOTHING for your figure. Whether you're carrying them in your belly, or as they grow up. Because, come on let's be real, what they eat for dinner is always more appetizing than what is set aside for Mom. Corndog or carrot stick, tough choice. It just didn't click in my brain right away that they can eat whatever they want and not gain a muffin top. Even though reality isn't always a fun state to be in, it is the truth and is what I must accept. First step is acceptance. Therefore, I have made a committment to myself that I HAVE to stop treating my body like it's 6 years old, without exerting the 6 year old energy. So, because I am so tired of being miserably comfortable in this area, it is time for change. I am on day two of 'Operation Pop Stop'. There is zero nutrional value, and in fact makes you more hungry (I drink diet mostly) which I don't need. And the side effects for your body are just not worth it. No longer will pop be something that is ingested in my body.
http://www.rodale.com/facts-about-soda?page=9
One of my key motivators for this change in lifestyle: Jessica Simpson. I have liked her since she was just a tike, ditziness and all. She is also the new face of Weight Watchers. This girl has lost 40 lbs in 4 months. She has a few to go, but is looking great! I understand, I would too if I had a trainer 5x a week and my own personal chef to cook all the stuff that is so good for me but takes time. But...knock, knock. Who's there? Reality! Oh here I thought you had left!
Since the majority of us don't have the luxury of someone there screaming in our face and restricting our diets, guess we have to use good old-fashioned determination and drive to get us there. I am starting my weight watchers journey, not getting paid $4m to promote them, but I believe in their product nonetheless.
My goal isn't set in stone on a certain weight or size, but rather where I want my new 'comfortable' to be...notice I dropped the word 'miserably'. As much as I don't like the word 'change', I like 'miserably' much less. I will be sure to post as I progress.
