Doe.....do you know what an encouragement you are?? I know you hear that all of the time, but you are. I just want you to know that I think the world of you. Thanks for your encouragement. You're a sweetie.
So.....I can't sleep. I have been so tired this week from carb withdrawl (yes, yet again), I've needed a nap almost every day. Last night, I went to bed at the same time as the kids and I splept 10 hours! Whew. I felt good when I got up though. But now I can't sleep. I think I have too much on my mind so I thought I'd put these ramblings in my journal.
I am sick and tired of being fat. I know. I've said this before, but I am. I try to embrace life and give it my all inspite of the weight, but I have to be honest with myself. I hold back. I don't do physical things with my kids because of my weight. I don't go skiing, I mean, what would I wear?? I don't roller blade......what if I fell down, I could break something. What's that honey? You want me to ice skate with you?? Or..You want me to take you to the pool?? Uhhhhhh, maybe next week.
Is this the same girl who played field hockey and track for five years and thought a size 8 was too big??? My kids don't know that person. The person who loved to play sports and sweat and WAS GOOD AT WHATEVER I PLAYED! I even won $1,000 toward college (which was good back then because my tuition/board was only 5,000) People come into my house, even my DD's friends and comment on my bridal picture........wow, that doesn't even look like you.
I know. They're only stating the truth. It doesn't hurt my feelings, it's not their intention to sound mean. But it does make me think..........I AM SICK OF THIS. This isn't me. AAAArrrgggghhhhh!!!!
How long will I let this go on?? This kind of stuff is what has kept me serious this week. I hope it doesn't wear off. I need this feeling in my gut to last longer than a week.
We have a BBQ to go to tomorrow night. I was asked to bring potato salad. Argh. But the way I feel now, it doesn't even tempt me. Fortunately, the hosts are on South Beach so I know there will be stuff for me to eat, I'm not worried at all.
I guess I'm a little angry with myself. If anyone is reading this, sorry. This is the kind of stuff I spew at 1:00am.
I'll be Ok. Life is good and God has blessed as always inspite of myself. I'm so glad He's patient because I'm losing mine.
And food journal................I don't feel like listing you right now.......I'll just say I had about 1300 calories and 18 carbs. Good night.