I'm Moving!

I did it!

My blog has been transferred to Wordpress.  You can find it by going to www.cindyweighsin.com.  Easy.

Hopefully it will be easier to comment.  Also, when you choose to "follow" the blog, you will receive an email notification whenever there is a new post.

Thanks for hanging in with me.  I'm excited about the change!  See you soon!

Hugs.

How slow can you go?

I was reviewing my weight loss chart this morning, and discovered for the some time now I've been losing about two pounds a month.

At this rate I should reach my goal in a mere 30 months!

Okay.  I shouldn't complain.  (Am I complaining?)  But I really do hope it doesn't take that long.  One of the things I tell myself over and over is that the REAL goal is learning to live in a healthy way, and the weight loss is merely a bi-product of a healthy lifestyle.  In the grand scheme of things, it really doesn't matter how long it takes.

And yet, there still is within me the person who wants to wake up tomorrow and be magically thin.  The one who doesn't want to have to wait.  To work.  To deal with the very real consequences of a lifetime of self-indulgence.

What I hope I can remember is that when I feel this way, that's the old me fighting to hang on.  Maybe if it takes another 2-1/2 years to reach my weight goal, the new habits will really stick.  Maybe getting my focus off the numbers and onto the lifestyle is the real key to success.  But, oh, the numbers!  I love--and hate--the numbers! 

One of the reasons I haven't been blogging as much lately is the slowness of it all.  I think, "I don't have anything to say!"  I'm just hanging in there, and that doesn't make for very interesting reading.  I'm still squirming in the back seat of the car asking, "Are we there yet?"  And lamenting, "I'm bored!"  Because, let's face it.  Doing this day-in and day-out can be boring.  But it's the only way I know to get the where I want to be.  And for me, learning to deal with the tedium of it all is more than half the battle. 

Just a heads up - I'm working on switching my blog to another host.  Too many problems with Blogger.  I'll let you know where to meet me when the time comes!

Hugs.

Don't Give Up - By Janet Malloly

Don't give up and don't give in.
It's all in the Lord's hands.
No matter what you're facing,
He's the one who can.
In any situation
His grace can turn it around,
So you can be victorious
As his love does abound.
The beginning and the end he knows
And all that's inbetween,
So put your total trust in Him,
To Him it's all foreseen.
He knows about your struggles,
He knows about your pain,
Your hardships and your sorrows,
And He will help you to reign.
So don't give up and don't give in,
Don't quit before it's time.
God's grace will give you power
To make it to the finish line,
In His way and time!

Thank you, Janet.  Couldn't say it better myself.

Hugs.

Sigh....

I gained a pound and a half.

This is life, I tell myself.  Not the end of the world.

But, it is frustrating.  I wasn't THAT bad (she said sheepishly.)  I ate a cookie.  I relaxed a bit at Sunday lunch.  There are supposed to be weekly points, people!  Sometimes I think when I just look at my weekly points balance, I gain weight.

It probably has something to do with having messed up my metabolism with a lifetime of yo-yo dieting.  Or maybe it's because, having been sick for so long, I am not exercising at all.  Or maybe it's because I haven't gotten a full night's sleep in a few days.  I ate something salty.  Maybe there's a full moon. 

While I am momentarily discouraged, I'm not going to do something silly like giving up or eating too much.  All I can do -- all I know how to do -- is get up tomorrow and write down everything I eat again and stay within that points balance like I'm supposed to.  Another day.  Another chance.  My mantra for the day:  Life, not the end of the world.

Hugs.

Hungry

I woke up at 4:30 this morning with my stomach growling.

Since I normally don't eat breakfast until about 8:00 a.m., this was a little discouraging.  So I laid in bed, telling myself it was way too early to get out of bed, much less eat anything.

After about an hour, my husband got up and brewed some vanilla coffee.  It made me think of...pancakes!  There is something so comforting about the aroma of hot, traditional breakfast foods.  Maybe that's because breakfast happens at the beginning of the day, before much of anything has had a chance to go awry.  The day is still full of possibilities!  And hope!

All those years I was so hungry.  And I stuffed myself beyond full.  I knew there was something else going on, but I kept eating, trying to satisfy...something.  Some emptiness inside.  Desperation, even.  As I lay in bed this morning, I try to identify what I was really hungry for.  On the surface I see a longing for happiness, contentment.  Looking a little deeper I glimpse a hunger for meaning and purpose to my life.  And deeper still is that need we all have, to be truly loved and accepted.  Cherished, even.  Delicious food is a wonderful gift from God to meet our physical needs, but it is a poor substitute for satisfying those deeper hungers.  That's why I could never get enough, because eating filled only my stomach, not the void of longing in my soul.

I really am hungry!  I'm hungry for a different kind of life...a new way of thinking.   I'm hungry for breakfast...and the promise of a new day.

Hugs.



70.2! Woohoo!

This last ten pounds has been a LONG time coming, but it came!

As my dear friend Pam can tell you, tracking your food and writing down your points really works!  Pam has encouraged me so much by her recent discipline and success that it spurred me on to cut out those little "extra bites" I may have been taking here and there.  Thanks, my friend!

It's especially nice to be seeing results again.  If I weren't still recovering from the flu I'd be jumping up and down and maybe doing a line dance or two.  Today I will be satisfied with a virtual happy dance!

Hugs.

Just Thinking...

Something goofy is going on with Blogger and I can't upload any pictures right now.  I had a really great one, too!

So all that's left is to tell you I've been sick since Christmas Eve.  Thank God for my Bistro MD food, because I have been able to keep eating in a healthy way in spite of having absolutely no energy or will to do much of anything besides sit and sleep in the recliner.  I'm getting bored.  And I'm lonely.

But on the positive side, having all this time to sit and think has really given me an opportunity to, well, sit and think.  And I realized that I have turned a corner in this little journey of mine.  I feel like I'm a different person than I was when I started.  I no longer fear going back to where I was.  I can see myself getting to my weight loss goal, and I honestly don't care how long it takes.  It doesn't matter.  All that matters is just doing what I need to do today.  This minute.  Because I know that if I just keep on the path, I will get to where I want to be.

Peace.  That's what I feel.  It's amazing.  Can't wait to see where the path leads!

Hugs.