What significance does 7:41am have you might ask?
At 7:41am this morning I drank my last soda!
For as long as I can remember soda has been my thing, as bad as it is for you, I’ve always loved it and have never been able to kick the habit. I’ve gone maybe a week without it and would fall right back into the trap.
I mentioned on the blog before where I was going to give it up, but obviously I have not.
Allow me to be vulnerable with you here.
I have ALWAYS struggled with my weight. Not in a huge way or anything but I have never ever felt comfortable in my own skin. I’m trying really really hard to remedy that because it’s not a good place to be.
I realize I am never going to be popsicle thin… my body is just never going to bless me in such a way. I’ve always been the one to have to work at maintaining and keeping the weight off. Granted I’m only 25 years old but my metabolism is just not the same and your body just changes, no getting around that.
I’m just going to come right out and say that I’ve probably gained about 10 pounds or more just in the last few months alone. I’m not happy about it. I want to make a change and the change starts with me.
I have horrible horrible eating habits. I’ll be honest. I put any food in my mouth without thinking twice. Doesn’t help I love food and appreciate all its goodness to the fullest, LOL. But I’ve come to realize that it’s become an emotional attachment for me. This is really scaring me. When I’m stressed and feeling all sorts of other emotions I go to food. When I’m sitting on the couch watching TV I have food in my hands.
Has anyone else struggled in this sort of way before?
My diet has got to change, the fast food has got to stop. So first I am eliminating soda out of the equation and drinking more water and I’m thinking I’ll see a huge difference in just this alone. Has anyone else found this to be true?
I’m not comfortable in my pants anymore and that does a number on your confidence. A lot of stuff is not fitting the same and I’ve been in denial and just overlooking the obvious. I have gained weight. I refuse to throw any of them away though because I desperately want to be able to be comfortable in them again.
And bathing suits.. Don’t even want to think about that. Makes me cringe. When I posted my Mother’s Day post where we were all out on the boat, I didn’t even post the picture where you could see me in my bathing suit.
So I look back on how I got to this point and can’t beat myself up about this. But all I can do is move forward and make a change. A change in my lifestyle. A change in the way I view myself. I want to take better care of this temple God has given me.
So I ask, what has helped you in this struggle as I’m sure I’m not alone in this? I can almost guarantee I am not.