OMG! It's a new post!

I'm so pathetically behind on posting stuff here. I think hell just froze over because I'm actually posting today.

Just had to share some good news -- I think the last time I was weighed at the doctor in April I was 427lbs and quite sad about it. I haven't really done much since then except gets my metformin increased and maybe get a little more excerise (especially now that the pool is open!). However, I'm down to 412lbs! So I lost 15lbs in the past 3 months -- which is awesome! Will this give me more motivation to eat better and excerise more? We'll see...

Reality Check

Wow, been a while since I updated this thing. One of my New Year's Resolutions was updating at least once a month...so...not doing well on that one. I'll try better from now on.

So, let's see:

I think I've gained weight since January 1, but I don't know since I haven't gotten on a scale in a long time. My last weight was 417 I think. I'll step on the scale tomorrow morning and check the status. The weight gain would mostly be due to a little freedom in buying my own food now that I have food stamps. I've gotten some sugary foods, but I've also gotten some healthy foods. I tried hard not to say "bad" foods and "good" food because classifying them like that only makes me feel emotional when I eat them. I feel like a proactive healthy person when I eat "good" foods like lettuce and whole grains, but I know I can't sustain it because I have a terrible sweet tooth, and there's only so much salad I can take. When I eat "bad" foods like cookies, cake, and ice cream I either feel guilty about eating it which makes me depressed so I eat more, or I feel rebellious and don't care if I eat it -- I'm eating it to stick it to the man! Or whatever. That phrase doesn't make sense when discussing food. So I need to get rid of the Food Police (a term I found in a good book called "Intuitive Eating" that I need to finish reading) in my head and work on labeling foods in a different way or not at all.

The other reason I've gained weight is a lack of exercise. I do go up and down stairs at least twice a day, but should do it more. And I play with the kids which involves getting up and down from the floor but isn't much more active then that. mostly I sit at a desk and work, play, etc. (but don't update my blog apparently). The lack of mobility really hit me today when I was at the park playing with my niece and nephew. My niece is really fast on her bicycle and even my sister had a hard time keeping up with her (but she did of course). I was walking with my nephew on his tricycle and let me tell you this: you know you're pathetically out of shape when you have trouble keeping up with a two year old on a trike. Technically he's not even two yet. So yeah, I'll be going on walks with them at the park a lot this spring. Let's hope it helps!

Waiter? Can I have my reality check now please? Wait, never mind -- I already got it at the park today.

TANGENT: I was thinking about the phrase "out of shape" because I was wondering whether I had ever actually been "in shape" in my life and then I wondered what determines being "in shape" which lead me to wonder about "shape". If you can be "in shape" and "out of shape" can you simply be "a shape"? And what shape is "a shape"? A square? A triangle? Hmmm.... Can I be a octagon please? Octagons are cool.