Well, I’ve done it—I’ve started another blog.
As you can see (below), I’ve already moved over my Sunday weigh-in post. But as I mentioned in that post, I came home from WW today struggling with my commitment to the program and to losing weight.
Then tonight I watched the show Ruby on the Style Network (see link to the right). Ruby is a sweet southern gal in Savannah who needs to lose as much or more than I currently weigh. She’s close to 500 pounds and has basically been told by her doctors that she could die at any moment. The point of the show is to follow her on her weight loss journey—as she talks to her doctors about her health, changes her eating habits, begins to exercise, etc. But the most important part of this show is the personal narrative that Ruby adds—talking about her emotions, about the feelings that go with being morbidly obese (the category I’m also in), about how much more difficult life is for people who aren’t “average” sized.
As I’ve thought about my commitment to my health over the past few hours, I realize that I am my own worst enemy. I can’t blame my failure to succeed on anyone else distracting me and tempting me to go off program. I’m doing it to myself. But I also don’t have anyone to talk to daily about my cravings, my negative thoughts, the things that run through my head that make me give up and go to Sonic and get ice cream or tater tots.
I may not be writing daily entries here, but I’ve started it as a place where, when those thoughts and cravings do hit, I can come and try to figure you why I’m thinking those things or come up with alternatives to keep me from giving into those cravings.