It's the end of April. Already.
So this past week's FFI, had me stating that I am going to be doing something about my weight struggle.
Starting on Friday (new month and all) I'll be doing my darndest to shear what weight I can off of my body.
I weigh 178 pounds. That's heavier than I was either time I had my babies. I'm disgusted with what I see there, and am thoroughly disappointed in myself for letting it get as bad as it is. I have a small frame, it just was not built to hold a whole lot of weight.
So being fed up with what I'm seeing in the mirror (or NOT, as I avoid them at times), noticing that last year's spring/summer clothes don't fit me, and the knowledge that I'll be returning to my hometown soon, have helped me to decide to take some action.
My first step?
Cut down on the portions that I'm eating. Seriously...I could eat a full 3-4 servings of a meal in one sitting, and be hungry about an hour later.
So I get to start measuring out the portions before I eat them, just so I get to know what they look like, cause right now I over-estimate.
I'll also be shearing off how much I eat by limiting the amount of meals I eat in a day. In the course of a regular day I eat breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a late evening meal, not long before bed. So, we'll be taking away that last meal, adding in two small snack times, and eliminating food after 8pm.
My second step is to drink more water. I go through phases where I drink more-than-enough, just-right, and not-enough. I'm in a not-enough phase right now. As the weather heats up, I'll be shoving that into the more-than-enough range.
My third step is to get my butt in gear and find some of that energy that I seem to have lost.
My dream goal would be to work back down to the 130-140lbs range, but I know that's going to take me a while, so for the time being I'd be happy just to squeeze into last year's clothes comfortably without too much hangin over the edge, and the ability to breathe.
I plan to keep myself focused with regular updates on here...that's right, you'll be my jury! Starting with tomorrow's HNT picture (I'll do two, one for this series, and one for the regular).
I've been asked what I think about my body after my series of photo therapy pictures. I can see the beauty in parts of it now. The lean shape or my legs, the smooth texture of my skin, the coloration of my birthmarks, the way my hair falls, eyes blink, lips curl. I've noticed plenty about my body that I didn't know or think other's noticed before. It's liberating.
I like my body in it's parts. I hate my body as a whole.
I'm a rectangle that jiggles when something bumps it. When I wave the shit under my arms waves back and starts a tidal wave that travels (snickering? I am). Bodies aren't supposed to do that. I'm never going to have a smaller than a size 8 frame. My ribs are wide, my torso short...I'm never going to have one of those lovely long & lean frames. Now, that doesn't mean I can't make mine worth drooling over, it's just me expressing my disappointment out loud.
If I could just get rid of the jiggle...I'd be happy at any size.