Yeah, it was pretty awful on Saturday. I didn't cry or anything but I was pretty upset. I feel so feminine on the inside and to be stuck in this body that is completely androgynous really hurts when I stop to think about it. I love being a woman and always have, and I never let myself realize that it had been taken away from me.
And I hate the new avatar. I didn't think it was so bad but I'm so used to seeing that old face that the new one is a scary wake-up call. Looking forward to replacing it in a few months. I'm not sure if I should stick with my plan of posting pics every 90 days, or post them every 30 pounds like I did before. I guess I'll wait and see how long I can stand looking at that face.
Made it through today, although I was definitely hungry. I didn't end up having much of the bouillon, but I sipped at it for about 20 minutes and it got me through. I did have PB with my bar to get some more substance. Usually a major danger for me but I really am starting to believe that I only had such a hard time before because I didn't have my head in the game. It was still hard today but my focus was different and when I felt like caving, I thought about all the things I'm working for instead of the one thing (food) that I'm giving up.
I was holding my little baby tonight, putting her to bed, gazing at her, and while usually that gaze is accompanied by thoughts of the next one, tonight I was thinking about taking care of myself first and losing weight. I want another baby (or two) but what I need to think about right now is my body and my health. I want to know what my body will feel like when it's thin. Not from the outside, but from the inside - how will I move, how will I carry myself, what will it feel like to hold my kids and my husband without all the insulation I have now? I am aching to know what that will feel like. If I keep feeling this way, I might even put off the next baby in order to get to goal and maintain for a while.
I was thinking about getting older the other day. I joke that I'm old, but really 30 is not old at all. And if I don't make a change now, I'll be unable to do much of anything in ten more years, let alone twenty or thirty. I want to retire at 65 and still be able to enjoy my life for another twenty years at least. I see vital and energetic people in their 70s, and all of them are thin. I know I've damaged my body in the last ten years, carrying all this extra weight, but I can turn it around or at least stop it from getting worse. My life is not even half over (God willing), and the best is still to come - watching my children grow, sharing thier lives, seeing them find love and fulfillment and hopefully see some grandchildren too - even great-grandchildren.
It all has to start sometime - why not now? Tomorrow will be day 3 of many to come, and in the end it will be worth every morsel I said 'no' to. I can't imagine that in 30 years I would look back and regret not having a doughnut on March 30, 2009. But I can imagine looking back and regretting it if I don't take this problem in hand right this second and solve it once and for all.
I am so happy to be doing this. Medifast will take me to my goal. I can be the person on the outside that I feel like on the inside. I can be a strong, healthy, beautiful, sexy woman who enjoys life and doesn't hide out at home. I can't wait to meet her.