One "rule" of this diet is that you can no longer take elevators/escalators. I think I had already mentioned that I had I started taking the stairs at work.
After a little over a week doing this, I've noticed a pattern. Skinny people LOVE stairs! (Ok, maybe they don't LOVE them.) Almost every time I'm taking the stairs, I come across another employee also climbin. And almost every single person I run across in the stairwell is skinny!
The Dukan diet suggests small things to do each day that can gradually make you start losing weight. Taking the stairs. Drinking only water and coffee/tea with zero calorie sweetener. Parking further away and walking. And...taking the stairs. They're all small life changes that, in the long run, make a big difference.
Yes, I am out of breath by the time I make it up one flight. Yes, my thighs are on fire when I get to where I'm going. But it wont kill me. And it's a little step to make a big change.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Self-image
I am learning (ever so slowly) the power of a positive self-image, and what kind of destruction a negative one can play in your life.
There will always be things I'd like to change. Even when I reach that final goal weight, I am sure there will be something that bugs me about my body. Some "flaw" or feature I can't stand that I will want to beat myself up for.
I am my hardest critic. In some ways, it is a good thing. It helps me push forward and drives me to become a little better everyday. But sometimes...most times... I can be so hard on myself that I'd rather just quit.
I am starting to reshape my mind, as well as my body this time. Cutting out negative self-talk, detrimental thoughts, and starting to rethink about the way I see myself.
I am often the girl who makes a joke about her weight, jumping in and making myself the punch line before someone else gets a chance to do it. I'd like to think I've got a good sense of humor, and I love to make people laugh, but it's about time I stop using my bad self image and weight as the butt of every joke.
I'm attempting to get rid of any negative-ness in my thoughts about myself. No more twisting a compliment I get into something less than flattering. (Ex. Random friend/coworker: "Kelli, I love that shirt!" Me: "Thanks! Big girls LOVE their sweaters!! Hides all the rolly-pollies!!"
No more "big girl" comments. No more beating myself up about my weight/size/abilities.
Instead, I'm switching it up! Focusing on what I like about myself instead of what I hate. Thinking about how far I have come instead of how much further I have to go. Being proud of my accomplishments (even little ones!) instead of constantly reliving failures. Finding things I love about myself (no matter how small) instead of constantly zeroing in on the things I hate. Motivating myself through positivity ("I can do this!" actually helps me when I work out to push just that little bit harder.) instead of being obsessed with negative thoughts.
It's amazing how, even if you feel silly or feel like you don't mean it at first, saying positive things to yourself really does start to begin to change how you feel!
I started out with the stranger test. If I wouldn't walk up to a stranger and say it, I need to stop saying it to myself! For example, never in a million years would I say, "You can't wear that shirt. It makes you look like you have eight chins." Or, "Look at all those rolls!! You opening up a bakery?!" But I say things like that all the time to myself. Now, when I catch myself doing that, I am starting to try to say something positive instead. Immediately finding something I like about myself and celebrating it.
Might sound cliche or cheesy, but it's working, so I'm keeping it. ;)
There will always be things I'd like to change. Even when I reach that final goal weight, I am sure there will be something that bugs me about my body. Some "flaw" or feature I can't stand that I will want to beat myself up for.
I am my hardest critic. In some ways, it is a good thing. It helps me push forward and drives me to become a little better everyday. But sometimes...most times... I can be so hard on myself that I'd rather just quit.
I am starting to reshape my mind, as well as my body this time. Cutting out negative self-talk, detrimental thoughts, and starting to rethink about the way I see myself.
I am often the girl who makes a joke about her weight, jumping in and making myself the punch line before someone else gets a chance to do it. I'd like to think I've got a good sense of humor, and I love to make people laugh, but it's about time I stop using my bad self image and weight as the butt of every joke.
I'm attempting to get rid of any negative-ness in my thoughts about myself. No more twisting a compliment I get into something less than flattering. (Ex. Random friend/coworker: "Kelli, I love that shirt!" Me: "Thanks! Big girls LOVE their sweaters!! Hides all the rolly-pollies!!"
No more "big girl" comments. No more beating myself up about my weight/size/abilities.
Instead, I'm switching it up! Focusing on what I like about myself instead of what I hate. Thinking about how far I have come instead of how much further I have to go. Being proud of my accomplishments (even little ones!) instead of constantly reliving failures. Finding things I love about myself (no matter how small) instead of constantly zeroing in on the things I hate. Motivating myself through positivity ("I can do this!" actually helps me when I work out to push just that little bit harder.) instead of being obsessed with negative thoughts.
It's amazing how, even if you feel silly or feel like you don't mean it at first, saying positive things to yourself really does start to begin to change how you feel!
I started out with the stranger test. If I wouldn't walk up to a stranger and say it, I need to stop saying it to myself! For example, never in a million years would I say, "You can't wear that shirt. It makes you look like you have eight chins." Or, "Look at all those rolls!! You opening up a bakery?!" But I say things like that all the time to myself. Now, when I catch myself doing that, I am starting to try to say something positive instead. Immediately finding something I like about myself and celebrating it.
Might sound cliche or cheesy, but it's working, so I'm keeping it. ;)
Addiction
Hello. My name is Kelli, and I am an addict.
Phew! I feel better already. They always say the first step is admitting you have a problem.
People may argue, feeling like using the word "addiction" regarding food is an excuse, or belittles "real" addictions, like drugs or alcohol. I beg to differ.
I have always felt like I have an addictive personality. (And no- I don't mean that by meeting me once you're hooked on Kelli for life.) Honestly, it is only by the grace of God that I am not hookin' on the street for crack money. I am easily persuaded (trying to fix this-people pleasing has its downfalls), and have honestly put myself in situations in the past that could've easily brought on a "lady of the night" lifestyle. Praise God, that didn't happen.
All that being said, if it can in any way shape or form become addictive, and I've tried it, it's over-I'm hooked.
Many know I've struggled off an on for about 9 years with smoking cigarettes. (Bear with me- this is related to weight loss.) It sucks. Wanting so badly to quit, knowing with every cig I'm puffin' on I'm slowly killing myself, working in a hospital and seeing the results of what smoking does- and still puffin away. Being chained to something sucks.
I'm saying all of this because I get addiction. Right now, it's that annoying "friend" who, although toxic, you just can't seem to cut out of your life. You fight, you stop talking for a little bit- but you always come back.
For me, food is also an addiction. The definition for addiction is: A persistent, compulsive dependence on a behavior or substance.
-I would go through a drive through, order enough food for two people, then eat some on the way home so my family didn't realize I had bought so much.
-I would feel compelled to lie to the cashier. "Oh, my sister wanted dinner too." Then shovel it in my pie hole when no one was looking.
-Before going to a friends house, I would eat, knowing I'd eat there also. I just didn't want them to know how much I actually consumed.
-At work, I would fill my tray to the point of people actually making comments regarding how much food I got. When addressed, I either lied and said some was for a coworker, or said I was bringing food home for tomorrow. Only to then run to my office, shut the door, and eat as fast as I could.
-I would eat in my car to avoid people knowing how much I ate.
-I hid food in the office and at home and hoarded it.
Hiding my eating habits, hiding how much food I'm consuming, and feeling ashamed is addiction.
Here's the problem with food addiction: You can't. Stop. Eating. It's not like I could just "give it up." (Not saying quitting anything is easy. Trust me-I know.) Imagine an alcoholic who, to live, had to have three beers a day- but only three.
I'm not making excuses. I'm not explaining why I'm fat. I'm trying to shed a little light for those who are NOT addicted to food. It's not cute or funny to hand me candy, cookies, chips or the like when I'm eating healthy. It's not amusing to have you eat something that is a temptation for me, while you exclaim "MmmmmmMMMM!!! This is SOOOO GOOD!! You should try this!" You may think its hilarious-I want to punch you in the teeth, grab your candy, and run!
You wouldn't taunt an alcoholic with beer. You wouldn't shake a bottle of Percocet at a narcotic addict...quit trying to tempt me and see if I fail.
Ok, I'm done. :) Just had to throw that out there.
Phew! I feel better already. They always say the first step is admitting you have a problem.
People may argue, feeling like using the word "addiction" regarding food is an excuse, or belittles "real" addictions, like drugs or alcohol. I beg to differ.
I have always felt like I have an addictive personality. (And no- I don't mean that by meeting me once you're hooked on Kelli for life.) Honestly, it is only by the grace of God that I am not hookin' on the street for crack money. I am easily persuaded (trying to fix this-people pleasing has its downfalls), and have honestly put myself in situations in the past that could've easily brought on a "lady of the night" lifestyle. Praise God, that didn't happen.
All that being said, if it can in any way shape or form become addictive, and I've tried it, it's over-I'm hooked.
Many know I've struggled off an on for about 9 years with smoking cigarettes. (Bear with me- this is related to weight loss.) It sucks. Wanting so badly to quit, knowing with every cig I'm puffin' on I'm slowly killing myself, working in a hospital and seeing the results of what smoking does- and still puffin away. Being chained to something sucks.
I'm saying all of this because I get addiction. Right now, it's that annoying "friend" who, although toxic, you just can't seem to cut out of your life. You fight, you stop talking for a little bit- but you always come back.
For me, food is also an addiction. The definition for addiction is: A persistent, compulsive dependence on a behavior or substance.
-I would go through a drive through, order enough food for two people, then eat some on the way home so my family didn't realize I had bought so much.
-I would feel compelled to lie to the cashier. "Oh, my sister wanted dinner too." Then shovel it in my pie hole when no one was looking.
-Before going to a friends house, I would eat, knowing I'd eat there also. I just didn't want them to know how much I actually consumed.
-At work, I would fill my tray to the point of people actually making comments regarding how much food I got. When addressed, I either lied and said some was for a coworker, or said I was bringing food home for tomorrow. Only to then run to my office, shut the door, and eat as fast as I could.
-I would eat in my car to avoid people knowing how much I ate.
-I hid food in the office and at home and hoarded it.
Hiding my eating habits, hiding how much food I'm consuming, and feeling ashamed is addiction.
Here's the problem with food addiction: You can't. Stop. Eating. It's not like I could just "give it up." (Not saying quitting anything is easy. Trust me-I know.) Imagine an alcoholic who, to live, had to have three beers a day- but only three.
I'm not making excuses. I'm not explaining why I'm fat. I'm trying to shed a little light for those who are NOT addicted to food. It's not cute or funny to hand me candy, cookies, chips or the like when I'm eating healthy. It's not amusing to have you eat something that is a temptation for me, while you exclaim "MmmmmmMMMM!!! This is SOOOO GOOD!! You should try this!" You may think its hilarious-I want to punch you in the teeth, grab your candy, and run!
You wouldn't taunt an alcoholic with beer. You wouldn't shake a bottle of Percocet at a narcotic addict...quit trying to tempt me and see if I fail.
Ok, I'm done. :) Just had to throw that out there.
Any diet works.
By request from a few friends, I'm going to post details regarding the Dukan Diet- the lifestyle change (I hate the word diet) I'm currently doing.
Before doing this though, I wanted to make something very clear.
Any. Diet. Will. Work.
There is no magical button to push to lose weight. There is no special 100% flawless book to read, food to buy, or exercise program to follow that will make you shed pounds and keep them off with little to no effort.
It takes work.
It takes planning.
It takes willpower.
It takes effort.
It takes fighting every meal, every self destructive thought... Deciding that being healthy is more important than indulging an addiction that will bring a second of satisfaction.
Making a change and alter your mindset regarding food. That's the only way.
I chose the Dukan diet because I feel it works best for me personally. That doesn't mean it'll work for you. You have to listen to your body, realize your pit falls, and commit to changing the way you view food, exercise, and your body.
Before doing this though, I wanted to make something very clear.
Any. Diet. Will. Work.
There is no magical button to push to lose weight. There is no special 100% flawless book to read, food to buy, or exercise program to follow that will make you shed pounds and keep them off with little to no effort.
It takes work.
It takes planning.
It takes willpower.
It takes effort.
It takes fighting every meal, every self destructive thought... Deciding that being healthy is more important than indulging an addiction that will bring a second of satisfaction.
Making a change and alter your mindset regarding food. That's the only way.
I chose the Dukan diet because I feel it works best for me personally. That doesn't mean it'll work for you. You have to listen to your body, realize your pit falls, and commit to changing the way you view food, exercise, and your body.
Weddings
So I went to a wedding last night. It was SO great. The bride was beautiful, the wedding was gorgeous, and it was such a fun time! :)
I was quite worried about what I was going to eat while there. The phase of the diet I am on (more to come on that in a later post) is rather restrictive, and I was afraid that without having my meal pre-planned, I wouldn't have the self-control to make good choices.
I made sure to eat as soon as I woke up, and had two small snacks prior to leaving for the church. I kept water on hand, and kept full and well hydrated. I packed a lunch with some snacks, and made sure I ate right before the ceremony so I wasn't starving by the reception.
When it was time to get dinner, I was still ok! It was even a buffet- a chunky chick lacking self-control's nightmare! I was satisfied since I had eaten a few hours earlier, so when my time came I chose chicken and green beans.
It may sound like nothing to people that don't have to constantly fight their inner fat girl, but for me- this was huge. I didn't make excuses! I didn't justify horrible food choices simply because it was a special occasion. I enjoyed my meal, was satisfied (and not sick), and had no guilt. This is a good feeling! :)
I was quite worried about what I was going to eat while there. The phase of the diet I am on (more to come on that in a later post) is rather restrictive, and I was afraid that without having my meal pre-planned, I wouldn't have the self-control to make good choices.
I made sure to eat as soon as I woke up, and had two small snacks prior to leaving for the church. I kept water on hand, and kept full and well hydrated. I packed a lunch with some snacks, and made sure I ate right before the ceremony so I wasn't starving by the reception.
When it was time to get dinner, I was still ok! It was even a buffet- a chunky chick lacking self-control's nightmare! I was satisfied since I had eaten a few hours earlier, so when my time came I chose chicken and green beans.
It may sound like nothing to people that don't have to constantly fight their inner fat girl, but for me- this was huge. I didn't make excuses! I didn't justify horrible food choices simply because it was a special occasion. I enjoyed my meal, was satisfied (and not sick), and had no guilt. This is a good feeling! :)
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Eat slower
I absentmindedly eat. I'll eat while watching TV, eat while checking Facebook, eat while working...You get the idea. Truth is, I don't ever sit down to just eat. I'm trying to change this.
By sitting down and simply eating, I've noticed a change. I eat less, but enjoy my food more.
By simply concentrating on what I'm eating, and not mindlessly shoving whatever is in front of me in my mouth, I actually enjoy my food. I feel satisfied much more quickly, and in return need less food. It's a little change that's been making a big difference!
By sitting down and simply eating, I've noticed a change. I eat less, but enjoy my food more.
By simply concentrating on what I'm eating, and not mindlessly shoving whatever is in front of me in my mouth, I actually enjoy my food. I feel satisfied much more quickly, and in return need less food. It's a little change that's been making a big difference!
Monday, October 22, 2012
Excuses, excuses!
I have a bunch of excuses as to why I don't diet/exercise. Wanna hear 'em? Good! But, since I'm also trying to change my mindset regarding how I view diet/exercise, I am also going to remind myself why these aren't really excuses at all. :D
-I work nights (11pm-7am)
*You only work 8hrs a night. You work the same amount of hours a week as any full time employee. They can make working out work- SO CAN YOU!
-I'm tired!
*Exercise and eating right GIVES YOU ENERGY.
-We have unhealthy food in the house.
*NO ONE is putting it in your mouth!
-Eating healthy/exercising is time consuming.
*So, you'll miss a few reruns of a show you've seen 1,000 times. I think you'll live. That's why we have DVR.
-It's expensive.
*Not really. Grocery shopping may be one big spend a week, but it's better than fast food all the time. It's cheaper in the long run. (Staying off heart medicine and diabetes medicine because you're healthy is cheaper too!)
-It's inconvenient. I can't hang out with my friends.
*Stop it. If you think ahead, plan your meals, and bring healthy snacks, you'll be fine.
-It's about to be the holidays!! No WaWa gobblers?!
*You'll live. Make smart choices. You can make it through the holidays just fine if you make smart choices. You don't have to eat lettuce while your family stuffs themselves. Portion size and healthy choices are key.
So, now that you've watched my inner dialogue/argument, and subsequently realized I'm a little nutty... There is NO EXCUSE for accepting unhealthiness.
-I work nights (11pm-7am)
*You only work 8hrs a night. You work the same amount of hours a week as any full time employee. They can make working out work- SO CAN YOU!
-I'm tired!
*Exercise and eating right GIVES YOU ENERGY.
-We have unhealthy food in the house.
*NO ONE is putting it in your mouth!
-Eating healthy/exercising is time consuming.
*So, you'll miss a few reruns of a show you've seen 1,000 times. I think you'll live. That's why we have DVR.
-It's expensive.
*Not really. Grocery shopping may be one big spend a week, but it's better than fast food all the time. It's cheaper in the long run. (Staying off heart medicine and diabetes medicine because you're healthy is cheaper too!)
-It's inconvenient. I can't hang out with my friends.
*Stop it. If you think ahead, plan your meals, and bring healthy snacks, you'll be fine.
-It's about to be the holidays!! No WaWa gobblers?!
*You'll live. Make smart choices. You can make it through the holidays just fine if you make smart choices. You don't have to eat lettuce while your family stuffs themselves. Portion size and healthy choices are key.
So, now that you've watched my inner dialogue/argument, and subsequently realized I'm a little nutty... There is NO EXCUSE for accepting unhealthiness.
Binge eating
I have a habit of waiting WAY to long to eat, then eating everything in sight until I feel sick. (No, I don't purge) On an average day, unless I make a conscious effort to eat, I can wake up at 7am, and forget to eat until around at least 4:00pm when I am STARVING. Then I will literally sit down and consume my entire days worth of calories in one sitting-and then some. My poor body.
I have found though, if I make it a point to eat within an hour of waking up, I will get hungry again. I'm actually learning the difference between hungry and starving, and also the difference between satisfied and sickeningly full.
I'm attempting to learn the discipline of eating small meals every 3 hours or so, instead of eating huge meals. I feel a big difference. I don't get the "hunger over" feeling from food when I eat this way. I don't want to instantly go to sleep. Food actually becomes energizing. Like it's supposed to be.
I'm learning to see the signs of being hungry. For me, I don't feel it in my stomach until I'm starving, so I can't wait for that. Before that, I get tired. Weak. I get cranky. Learning these signs has helped me in HUGE ways!
I usually felt exhausted most of the time. I blamed it on weird sleeping patterns, odd work shifts...but in truth, I was attempting to keep my body going without giving it anything. I've heard the analogy that your body is like a car-it can't run without fuel-plenty of times. It's just now becoming real to me. So that's pretty awesome.
My work/life schedule sometimes requires (1-2 times a week) that I stay up for 24 hours in a row. Yesterday was a perfect example. I had Sunday night off, so I slept from 10pm-6am like a normal person. I went about my day, telling myself I'd take a nap in the evening. Then evening came. Along with the evening came cooking meals for the week, giving my dog a bath (this was absolutely necessary), doing laundry, etc. Then the evening was gone. No nap. I was nervous, because unable to take a nap, I then had to head to work from 11pm-7am. Normally, I would be so exhausted I could barely stay awake. I was tired, don't get me wrong! I'm gettin' too old for all-nighters! BUT- since I planned my meals and ate something small every 3 or so hours, my metabolism stayed up, and I wasn't nearly as exhausted as I usually am.
So, I think I'm liking this whole eating right thing! lol Let's hope I can retain these little life lessons. :D
I have found though, if I make it a point to eat within an hour of waking up, I will get hungry again. I'm actually learning the difference between hungry and starving, and also the difference between satisfied and sickeningly full.
I'm attempting to learn the discipline of eating small meals every 3 hours or so, instead of eating huge meals. I feel a big difference. I don't get the "hunger over" feeling from food when I eat this way. I don't want to instantly go to sleep. Food actually becomes energizing. Like it's supposed to be.
I'm learning to see the signs of being hungry. For me, I don't feel it in my stomach until I'm starving, so I can't wait for that. Before that, I get tired. Weak. I get cranky. Learning these signs has helped me in HUGE ways!
I usually felt exhausted most of the time. I blamed it on weird sleeping patterns, odd work shifts...but in truth, I was attempting to keep my body going without giving it anything. I've heard the analogy that your body is like a car-it can't run without fuel-plenty of times. It's just now becoming real to me. So that's pretty awesome.
My work/life schedule sometimes requires (1-2 times a week) that I stay up for 24 hours in a row. Yesterday was a perfect example. I had Sunday night off, so I slept from 10pm-6am like a normal person. I went about my day, telling myself I'd take a nap in the evening. Then evening came. Along with the evening came cooking meals for the week, giving my dog a bath (this was absolutely necessary), doing laundry, etc. Then the evening was gone. No nap. I was nervous, because unable to take a nap, I then had to head to work from 11pm-7am. Normally, I would be so exhausted I could barely stay awake. I was tired, don't get me wrong! I'm gettin' too old for all-nighters! BUT- since I planned my meals and ate something small every 3 or so hours, my metabolism stayed up, and I wasn't nearly as exhausted as I usually am.
So, I think I'm liking this whole eating right thing! lol Let's hope I can retain these little life lessons. :D
Baby steps
I'm trying to make this weightloss goal a lifelong one. I have struggled with my weight since I was in high school. I was VERY thin as a child, but somewhere along the line my metabolism decided to stop dead in its tracks. My eating habits didn't though. I ate like I was getting paid per bite. Food has always been a comfort to me. I eat when I'm happy, wen I'm sad, stressed, frustrated, worried...you get the idea.
So, in hoping this diet isn't a "diet", but rather a lifestyle change, I've started a little slower. Rather than hitting the gym 6 days a week and eating salads with no dressing for every meal, I've taken little steps in the beginning that are actually making a difference.
Here's what I've done so far:
-I drink at least 72 oz. of water a day
(I can actually feel a difference- my body starts yelling at me if I don't have this now)
-I use the myfitnesspal app on my phone to keep track of calories. Try it-it's awesome! If you have an iPhone (not sure it works on others) you can scan the barcode of what you're eating and it puts all the info in for you!) Follow me! KellBell925
-I have stopped drinking sodas, teas, and juice that are basically straight up sugar. I never realized how many calories I was getting simply through what I drank.
-I've been taking the stairs at work and parking further away. (Since I get to work at 11pm, this is even more exercise since I am a big chicken and basically RUN to the door.)
-I am eating "breakfast" within an hour of waking up everyday. (my "breakfast" is at around 4pm...) I have found this actually wakes me up a lot faster and I feel much less lethargic in starting my day.
-I stopped using coffee creamer. This was the hardest. I honesty used at out 1/4 creamer for an 8oz cup of coffee. I didn't like the taste of coffee- but I LOVE caffeine. :) Although it wasn't my favorite at first, it only took a few days to get used to. Now I actually enjoy my morning coffee with 1tbsp of Truvia in it! (can't do black just yet.)
Simply by doing these small things I have already lost ten pounds In about two weeks! (I was over 200lbs before starting this blog... :/) So onto the next challenge: finding a diet and exercise program that won't break the bank and is something I can do for life. :D
So, in hoping this diet isn't a "diet", but rather a lifestyle change, I've started a little slower. Rather than hitting the gym 6 days a week and eating salads with no dressing for every meal, I've taken little steps in the beginning that are actually making a difference.
Here's what I've done so far:
-I drink at least 72 oz. of water a day
(I can actually feel a difference- my body starts yelling at me if I don't have this now)
-I use the myfitnesspal app on my phone to keep track of calories. Try it-it's awesome! If you have an iPhone (not sure it works on others) you can scan the barcode of what you're eating and it puts all the info in for you!) Follow me! KellBell925
-I have stopped drinking sodas, teas, and juice that are basically straight up sugar. I never realized how many calories I was getting simply through what I drank.
-I've been taking the stairs at work and parking further away. (Since I get to work at 11pm, this is even more exercise since I am a big chicken and basically RUN to the door.)
-I am eating "breakfast" within an hour of waking up everyday. (my "breakfast" is at around 4pm...) I have found this actually wakes me up a lot faster and I feel much less lethargic in starting my day.
-I stopped using coffee creamer. This was the hardest. I honesty used at out 1/4 creamer for an 8oz cup of coffee. I didn't like the taste of coffee- but I LOVE caffeine. :) Although it wasn't my favorite at first, it only took a few days to get used to. Now I actually enjoy my morning coffee with 1tbsp of Truvia in it! (can't do black just yet.)
Simply by doing these small things I have already lost ten pounds In about two weeks! (I was over 200lbs before starting this blog... :/) So onto the next challenge: finding a diet and exercise program that won't break the bank and is something I can do for life. :D
Gettin healthy
The idea of me writing a blog about eating healthy and in shape, right now, seems a tad ridiculous. However, I'm hoping weeks, months, even years from now, I'll look back on this and say, "See?! You weren't crazy!! You CAN do this!!"
I'm looking to write this blog for a few reasons-
*I wanna change the phrase, "Kelli works out?" to, "Kelli WORKS OUT!!"
*I'd like my clothes to actually fit.
*I'd like to not wake up every morning completely exhausted, regardless how much sleep I get.
*I have really bad acne, and (since I've tried EVERYTHING else) I'm pretty sure it's diet related. I'm tired of looking like I'm struggling through puberty.
*I'd like to have something to look back on. To see it may not always be easy, but it will ALWAYS be worth it.
*I want kids. And I want to have my kids not look back at a childhood where their mother was too fat, lazy, tired, etc to play with them.
*I'd like to be able to show those struggling right along side me that it's possible.
*The bible says to treat your body as a temple. It's supposed to be a holy place, and I'm treating mine like a garbage disposal. It's not honoring God, and it's making me miss out on opportunities to get closer to Him and to minister to others. That's gotta stop.
There are 1,000 more reasons, but we'll get to those later. ;)
It's gonna get ugly, folks. :) I will try my best to be completely transparent, showing every ugly step of the way. The good, victorious moments, and those times I really just feel like I suck at life. So bear with me. :)
As I start this blog, I am 5'5" and 195.2 pounds. (I hope y'all realize how badly I didn't want to type those numbers.) I don't plan on relying too much on the scale to measure my victory, seeing how I can be 200lbs and unhealthy, but I could be 120lbs and still not be giving my body what it needs. However, I do not want to stay at the weight I am, because it doesn't FEEL healthy.
Anywho, here we go! Wish me luck!
I'm looking to write this blog for a few reasons-
*I wanna change the phrase, "Kelli works out?" to, "Kelli WORKS OUT!!"
*I'd like my clothes to actually fit.
*I'd like to not wake up every morning completely exhausted, regardless how much sleep I get.
*I have really bad acne, and (since I've tried EVERYTHING else) I'm pretty sure it's diet related. I'm tired of looking like I'm struggling through puberty.
*I'd like to have something to look back on. To see it may not always be easy, but it will ALWAYS be worth it.
*I want kids. And I want to have my kids not look back at a childhood where their mother was too fat, lazy, tired, etc to play with them.
*I'd like to be able to show those struggling right along side me that it's possible.
*The bible says to treat your body as a temple. It's supposed to be a holy place, and I'm treating mine like a garbage disposal. It's not honoring God, and it's making me miss out on opportunities to get closer to Him and to minister to others. That's gotta stop.
There are 1,000 more reasons, but we'll get to those later. ;)
It's gonna get ugly, folks. :) I will try my best to be completely transparent, showing every ugly step of the way. The good, victorious moments, and those times I really just feel like I suck at life. So bear with me. :)
As I start this blog, I am 5'5" and 195.2 pounds. (I hope y'all realize how badly I didn't want to type those numbers.) I don't plan on relying too much on the scale to measure my victory, seeing how I can be 200lbs and unhealthy, but I could be 120lbs and still not be giving my body what it needs. However, I do not want to stay at the weight I am, because it doesn't FEEL healthy.
Anywho, here we go! Wish me luck!
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