We had a blizzard this weekend. We got stuck in the Springs thru Monday. I am unimpressed with Colorado and will now be moving to Florida so we can swim too. Bah!
Amy - I read that entry in your other blog. I agree, I have had the same experience and it's not something I wanted to hear. I wanted to hear that starting this journey would bring me weight loss success and clarity in not just this part of my life, but every part. It IS the journey that changes you, not just the weight loss. Which is actually another reason why I've opted not to have weight loss surgery.
As touchy a subject it is for many, I've considered it time and time again. Until I came up with it's the journey that I need, working towards this, sweat and tears and drinking more water for more sweat and tears that I'm going to need for it to make the change in more ways than one. Did I just make any sense? Oh well, I did to me.
Also, I have another blog too where I write when it's very me-based and I can curse, blabber on, be selfish and not offend anybody. lol
I know you two girls are anti-fast food. I don't like the idea of fast food. But man... do I like the way it tastes. It's so familiar to me and being so poor as kids, fast food was a sign of "family fun" and being raised on rice and chicken and asian cuisine, a cheeseburger and fries was "cool". I hate the fact that I still lust for it now. Yes, especially after the shock of Supersize me wore off.
However, I don't want Olivia to associate the golden arches with "fun" either so Paul and I have gone WAY less and for the past 10 months, I've only ever gotten a salad.
Last night, however, Olivia came down with something and it was late, he hadnt had dinner and I was out to get things for Olivia and Paul asked me to bring him home some McDs. He wanted the dollar menu - double cheeseburger, medium fries, mcchicken sandwich.
Driving to the McDs, I had it in my head that I was going to have the same. I was going to bite into the greasy comfort that was over-processed food. There was no question about it, I was gonna do it, I was going to rationalize it and that was that.
I forced myself to think a bit more. How I didn't want to seek that comfort in food. Especially a greasy one that's been who knows where, made by who knows what in who's unwashed hands. It's something that I had to learn was not "okay" just because I had "messed up" earlier in the day, it didnt mean I might as well write off the entire day.
A step closer. It's something I had to face NOW and that would put me a step closer to where I want to be when it came to raising Olivia in a fast food world.
I remember how great it felt to go into Old Navy ealier that day and actually FIT their clothes. I want that feeling again and it would make me happier than the fleeting so-called comfort that a double cheeseburger would bring me.
I got Pauls things and drove off and had something at home. That was a huge victory for me.
# posted by Livs Mommy @ 11:23 AM
