The First 10 Days

I have passed the 10 day mark, celebrated a food related holiday and two weekends. I am pleased to announce that with those things behind me so are 12 pounds! I couldn't believe it when I hopped on the scale this morning. Of course we all know the first drop in the bucket is easy. We'll see what the next 290 days of this journey holds. It is not about the number on the scale that I am trying to revamp, it is the rest of me... the stuff that you can't see on the outside. I am trying to understand why I eat what and when I do, I am trying to understand and change what draws me to inactivity rather than vibrant fullness of embraced life. The bread sticks aren't to blame for that surely???
I don't know where steps towards better health will take me. I remember reading my brother's blog as he journeyed through his 100 days of fitness. He wrote on more than one occasion that he was learning to eat to nourish his body. His desire for fitness changed his choices but it also changed his attitude toward the choices. He ate to live rather than living to eat. I love food. All food tastes delicious. I love to cook it and present it to family and friends. I love meats and breads and casseroles and desserts and the list goes on and on. To alter a that and eat to live, to fuel my body and to keep my mind sharp is a far cry from where I am now. I am not sure 300 days or 3 million days would change that but this is the journey I am on. Maybe at the end I will have discovered a balance between the use of food for fuel, comfort and enjoyment. Maybe, just maybe I will be healthy inside and out. Thanks for sticking around.

Thanksgiving: Turkey was stuffed not me!!!

It is the end of the Thanksgiving Weekend in Canada... I did well. Not over the moon but well enough that I didn't stuff myself and the turkey. I also was able to get some exercise. The weather was the best it had been for so many years I can't remember so a stroll in the park was in order. Beautiful. It reminded me as to the reason I am on this 300 day quest. I want to enjoy all life has to offer and in order to do that I need to be feeling better and living better and both of those things require I be healthy physically, emotionally and spiritually.
I went to church as well this weekend. It felt good to work on the spiritual as part of my wholeness and healthiness. I think this journey may really make a huge difference in getting me back on track. I have lots to be THANKFUL for.

The First 24 hours

Well, here I am. I have just completed the first 24 hours. I don't know if it was much of a success story but it was an attempt. I had oatmeal, no brown sugar for breakfast. I think I am going to make it a regular. And do you know something... it really wasn't too bad without the BS (I really do mean Brown Sugar!)Lunch was a challenge. Wouldn't you know it the office staff invited me to join their lunch and one of the other managers was buying! I couldn't give that up it seems but I made a choice I think was a bit healthier. The girls ordered a burger with chili and fries and onion rings. I had a ham/cheese sandwich and nibbled on a few of the fries, and ate 5 onion rings. Okay, not a total failure but not an A+. Tomorrow is a new day. I wasn't ready to come out of the closet so to speak in the first 24 hours. For supper I had some leftover casserole and some chocolate bar... honestly... the whole chocolate bar. My husband brought it home for me and it had my name on it.
To be honest I feel like I made a start but it was a slow one. I need to do better. I have a glass of water beside me as I type and I have STOPPED the night grazing.
I won't weigh myself until Sunday night which is probably a bad night for that since I will have enjoyed my daughter's cooking and a Thanksgiving Dinner. Keep ya posted!

Not a race, a slow steady change...

Well, this is it... I have decided that I have to do something to be healthy. I have tried before but I am hoping this will be the time and the place. Tonight as I was stepping into the shower I glanced in the mirror, something I have tried to avoid these days. The person looking back at me was a stranger. She was old, bent and very, very over-weight. I have struggled with my weight all my life. I hate it. It changes who I am.
A few years ago my brother blogged 100 Days to Fitness. He was an inspiration to me. I am a slow learner.
I hopped, now we both know hopping is not something I really can do, on the scales and it has topped 300 pounds, the heaviest I have ever been. I have to do something to live, to enjoy my grandchildren, to enjoy my life. I am asking for your help. Journey with me as I blog 300 days to fitness. I will keep you posted.