heather74

All my weight loss has been based on low fat, low calorie.  Never disciplined at recording points, calories, etc…I just kept a running tally.  All of you that have read my start up blog know that I lost over 100 pounds and now I’m watching it creep back.  I’ve decided to give the South Beach diet a try - something that’s very difficult because I’m a snacker.  I heart carbs!  Now two days into my South Beach adventure, I’m scared.  What if my body freaks out at the increase in calories that I’m sure it’s experiencing.  And fat? Fuggetaboutit!  I haven’t consumed over 25 grams of fat in a day in I don’t remember when!  I’m afraid I’ve made a mistake. 

Do any of you readers have experience with the South Beach or Atkin’s diet?  How long do you all think I should wait for a scale change before ditching the program?  I don’t want to gain more weight that I have to battle off. 

Thank you so much!  I really do appreciate all input!

Just five more minutes.  Five more minutes then I’ll get up.  I’ll get up out of this chair and go to the gym. 

Ah Monday.  The bane of my existence.  I got the “I don’t wanna, you can’t make me blues.”  It’s me and the gym.  I’m avoiding it like the plague. 

Laundry.  I have laundry to do.  I have actually been known to wash clean laundry to avoid the gym.

The kids are still asleep.  I’ll wait.  Maybe the teenager will want to go with me.  That’s it.  I’ll wait for her.  This is a safe one - she’ll never be up before the crack of noon.  Upon awakening, the teenager looks at me as if I’ve grown an extra head. “I don’t want to go to the gym.”, she growls at me from somewhere under a mop of hair.    I mumble under my breath, “Neither do I.”

The dog!  I have to walk the dog.  I’ll walk the legs off the little thing if it buys me more time.  He has other ideas though, and comes to an abrupt halt, forcing me to carry him home. 

Fine.  I give.  I’ll go to the stupid gym.

And P.S.  It’s not so bad.  I love working out!  I don’t know what I was dreading.

It’s Sunday.  Please make this a great week.  Please don’t think that food will make you feel better, happier or less lonely.  Food is not your new best friend and you should NOT go see a movie together. 

Please think of your body as a machine and the food you put in it as  fuel.  Push it with strenuous, fun workouts.  Make it sweat and give it plenty of water.  Watch what type of fuel your puttin in there, for heaven’s sake!  Remember how the engine sputters and smokes after you fuel up with bad carbs, sugars and milk.  And Heather…overfilling that tank will do nothing but make it overflow.

Your body did not want to look like this.  It did not let you down.  You let it down by overfilling it with poor fuel and keeping it in the garage.  Now take it out and blow the dust off it.

With blood, sweat and tears I dropped over 100 pounds and hit my goal weight in October 2005.  I maintained that weight steadily until December 2006 when it started creeping back on.  I’ve battled it since then, half heartedly.  I am thirty pounds over that goal weight now, and I’ve put my fork down.  It stops here.