David Dane here...
Hello Weight Losing Fans...
Today I stepped up onto the New Magical Mystical Digital Scale weighing in at 212.4-Pounds.
I am happy to report that. The other day when I went to that Chinese Buffet I figured that I would be doomed. Seriously, I had been gaining and gaining. I was thinking I am not doing so well here.
I am trying to lose weight. I have to follow a steady pattern keeping my calories around 1,500-2,000-calories. Yes, I do sometimes exceed 1,500-calories. Yet, sometimes I come in under 1,500-calories. Over the week it then averages out.
Now, is it easy to do? NOPE... It's so tempting to eat all the extra food. I am a big fan of snicker bars. I also still have my sweet tooth. Wouldn't you think that after trying to lose weight for so many years I would have conquered my sweet tooth? I would have. Nope, it's there, and when I see a Snickers bar, or some other goody, then I satisfy it.
Here is the difference though. I don't feel guilty when I do eat something sweet. I just modify my diet for the rest of the day.
I am keenly aware of what it is I eat. And, it's a pain in the butt.
I do regret that I regained all this weight because it's like human torture trying to lose the weight again. I could have maintained. But, my mom died four years ago, and I got very depressed. I was deeply cut when she died. It was all that I could do just to get up in the morning. It's only by the grace of God I was able to.
I am working on something that may be helping me lose weight. I don't want to share it now because I want to see if it's what's actually helping my metabolism.
That's all for now...
And that's the way it is... I'm David Dane
1 comment:
My mom died in 2012 and I totally understand how it affects a person. It doesn't matter that the parent is old in age or that we are older/old--the loss is heartbreaking. And processing grief takes time and having to deal with that is hard-- making it difficult to focus on the way we eat. I couldn't eat at all for several days when mom died, losing 4 pounds in a short time. It took over a year to reach the point where mom's death wasn't the first thing I thought of when I woke up in the morning. And not a day has gone by since that I have not thought about her at least once a day or wished that I could pick up the phone and call her. I'm at a place now where I can focus on the remarkable woman she was and a wonderful mother to me and all her kids. Don't be hard on yourself for regaining. Life happens and we do the best we can. And by the grace of God we get through.
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