It isn't that I haven't known for the last 15 years that I am obese, fat, pudgy, plump, or any of the other words to describe too many inches around the waist, chest, legs, arms, etc. It isn't that I don't see those three or four chins when I look into a mirror. I see those things, I feel the pain when I walk, I know the humiliation when I feel both sides of a chair when I sit or try to park my body in a restaurant booth. It wasn't until I stepped on the scales in July when I went for a bone density test (stepping on the scale was the hardest part of the test). I realized then that the numbers just don't lie. I was steadily getting fatter, when in the past, I had just maintained at a level of fat that I found tolerable. So, I decided that for three weeks I would severely cut my normal intake of calories (my favorite breakfast was a cinnamon roll from Quik Trip - if you haven't had one, you just don't know what you're missing). So, on or about August 14, 2011, I gave up most white flour, white sugar and butter. I am a Paula Deen fan and truly have believed that those three ingredients can make most things taste better. I have eaten fruit and vegetables, lean meat, and if, and I do mean if, I had any bread of any sort, it was whole grain. Monday was our Biggest Loser at work and I had lost 13 pounds!!! So pround of myself. No cookies, no cake for me. I am changing my life. My biggest splurge has been a marshmallow. Did you know that they are fat free? When the bag in the pantry is gone, there will be no more in my house!!!
Enough rambling. I have realized that I am fat and am going to change.
