Weight loss secrets…*puh-leeze*

This is going to be a venting post.  Is anyone else sick of those ads that say that found the “secret” to weight loss and the “key” to staying thin???

Here’s the real key:  eat less, work out more, or do both.

That’s the secret!  Hard work, discipline, determination, and making good choices!!!  This is why I LOVE weight watchers because it helps you do these things in a supportive environment (if you go to the meetings, which I would suggest) and keeps you accountable.  Life happens, things aren’t always cookie cutter or perfect.  But this is possible, weight loss is possible, but it takes US doing OUR part to make good, healthy decisions and choices and putting the work in to reach our health goals.

Sometimes that means counseling, or therapy; sometimes that means seeing a pastor or other clergy member to help work out past issues that drive us to eat emotionally or impulsively.  Lets be real, we ALL have some issues that drive us to use food as a blanket or a way to assuage our pain.

This journey is one of complete wholeness.  Physically, mentally, and spiritually.  We have to win the battle in our minds before we win it in our bodies!!!

Ok, that is all :p  ❤ ya’ll!!

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It’s My Responsibility

So i was having a conversation with one of my BFFs @livelovedlost and I was telling her that I was very upset that people (my friends, my family, my boyfriend at the time) didn’t tell me that I was gaining weight or had gained an enormous amount of weight.  She told me that you can’t just tell people that they’ve gained weight because the response would not be favorable.   I asked her in the future, if I start gaining weight to tell me.  While it isn’t pleasant to hear, I think it’s is needed and warranted.

After I worked out and was in the shower I was thinking back to that conversation.  I thought to myself, it was no ones responsibility to tell me that I had gained weight.  It was my own responsibility to look in the mirror and see myself.  I have to be honest and admit that I never looked at myself in mirror in a way to gauge how much weight I had actually gained until I was over 100 lbs heavier.  All I remember is that my clothes stopped fitting.  That was my responsibility at that point to take action on what i wanted needed to do.  It would be nice to have friends, like I have now, who were supportive, but it definitely isn’t anyone else responsibility.

I’m so thankful for this adventure that my friends and I have decided to start!  There definitely have been setbacks, but there has also been many victories for myself which motivates me even more.  I know that moving across the country, ending a relationship, going back to school, and raising my daughter literally on my own had to happen for me to end up in the place that I am right now.  I am a huge believer of fate, kismet  karma, or whatever you want to call it.  I everything had to align in the way it did for me to be ready and open to  this and take it so seriously.

Do you have supportive people encouraging you to live better?  How did you know you were ready for a change?