Great beginnings.
I started a blog today. I decided the blog could be about losing weight, or losing my mind, or very likely both. So, naturally, I ate a cupcake for breakfast. Score one for Stacee!
Perhaps I should have waited until tomorrow to write my first post, making sure to eat a nice bowl of steel cut oatmeal, or a veggie and egg-white scramble to start things off. But I didn't get overweight eating nice bowls of steel cut oatmeal or veggie scrambles for breakfast, right? Its like when I was single and would order a salad or chicken breast with veggies when I was on a date. I did this because I didn't want my date to know that I would really rather be taking a bath in the lemon butter sauce while dipping chicken fingers in it. What was I thinking? Its not like the salad I ordered was instant camouflage for the size 14 jeans I had squeezed myself into! (Can I mention here that I would kill to fit into a size 14 pair of jeans today?) I still indulge myself in this craziness. I'll be at a birthday party for one of my little ones' friends, but I stick to the veggie platter and avoid the pizza and birthday cake. Then, on the way home, I'm inevitably drawn into the drive-thru at Taco Bell for a nachos supreme. Why do I do this? Its not like those skinny moms at the party didn't notice the extra pounds I'm carrying. I mean, a drape-front sweater can only hide so much.
Now here I am, chocolate cupcake for breakfast and all, writing a blog post about losing weight. Totally makes sense, right? I've decided the only way to do this is to be honest about it. And I honestly NEEDED that cupcake this morning. But I honestly need to lose weight too. I'm 40 years old, and am quite frankly a lot more than 40 pounds overweight. While I don't adhere to the mentality that your size is directly correlated to your worth, I do believe that my health is directly correlated to my happiness. And while that leftover cupcake sure made me happy in the moment, any lasting happiness was erased completely when I had to squeeze myself into what I consider my "fat jeans" today. No one wants to go out and buy more fat jeans!
I don't anticipate that writing this blog will magically melt the pounds off of my body. Unfortunately I'm probably going to have to actually STOP eating cupcakes for breakfast. The horror! But I am hoping that finding the humor in this process, and sharing both my successes and failings, will help to inspire me and possibly others to make some healthier choices.
Here's to losing it...you know, while trying not to completely lose it!
-Stacee