Friday, February 18, 2022

I suck at life

and the internet.  It says on my profile thing that i spend a lot of time on the internet.  that is no longer the truth.  and i obviously got bored with the many misadventures of my house and it's tupperware.  oh i still love it and i have plenty but i was bored.  or i found a shiny thing to look at. 

but the point here is this, i just reached my own person weight loss goal.  and a goal i set at the beginning of the year to accomplish by the end of the year.  It's been a journey four years in the making so it's exciting to have reached a pivotal point.  is it the end? well that i haven't decided yet so let's start with the begining.

January 20th 2011, I have no idea what it was inside me that decided today was the day.  I knew i had been thinking about joining some for of weight loss program for awhile.  i had friends who attended this specific one 

Starts new ramblings HERE:

I haven't touched this space since 2014 it appears. A lot has happened since then. Weight loss goals met and lost. Marriage failed. Friend group changed. Homes changed more than I would have liked. Pets have come and gone. Jobs have shifted.

But it' interesting that this is the draft that I picked up on when I thought, thirty seconds ago, "I wonder where that stupid blog I was writing went?"

The reason for even thinking about the blog actually circles back to the weight loss part of my life. I am, sadly, the heaviest I have been in a decade right now. Not back to my heaviest ever that I was aware of, but 20 pounds from it. 

How did I get here, again. Marriage failure, pet deaths, home moves, post pandemic "how do I life again?", anger eating (didn't know THAT was a thing), overall not caring and attempting to self soothe via food. It's really as simple as that.

Today, I fit into the jeans I wore when I walked into my first ever Weight Watchers meeting 11 years ago. They are a size 24 and this is upsetting and unfortunate. I had gotten into size 10 and stayed there for a number of months if not years. But, here I am again. Starting all over it feels.

The only point of this is for myself. Somewhere to write down how I'm doing. My support group is really nonexistent these days as far as weight loss goes. I do feel like I'm in this alone and I need to find ways to stay motivated and accountable and reach my goals again. 

There are large goals, lose 80 pounds minimum. But there are smaller bit by bit goals as well. Drink 92 ounces of water per day. Eat two servings of healthy oils per day. Get 11,000 steps per day. And as for weight loss, lose 2 pounds this week.

I don't think I have it in me to write in this space every day, but I would like to keep a running weekly tally of how it's going and where my head is at. And that's the plan as it stands right now.

Plans change. Life changes, I've learned that the hard way in the last decade. While it's not surprising the ways it has changed, some of them, have come as a surprise. 

I wonder where the next ten years will have me land.