Monday, January 2, 2012

Resolutions=No bueno

I'm not a fan of New Year's resolutions.  For me, they usually just put unnecessary pressure and set me up for failure. 

I didn't make any resolutions last year.  Sure, I needed to lose weight, exercise more, get organized, and pray more just as most anyone else.  However, last February I decided that it was time to start working on myself.  I started going to the gym, running, and eating less.  I didn't put any stipulations on myself.  If I missed going to the gym, oh well, try again tomorrow.  If I overate or ate unhealthy, who cares, try again tomorrow.  I never deprived myself of anything, even french fries.  I'm extremely proud to say that in almost 11 months, I've lost 52 pounds and wear a smaller size than I did my senior year of high school.  Do I exercise every day?  Heck no, a great week for me is doing some sort of physical activity 3 times.  Do I eat french fries?  At least once a week.  I've just completely changed my attitude towards food.  It's fuel for my body and I don't have to eat just because its "lunch time" or because my husband is hungry.  I also don't have to deny myself certain unhealthy foods, I just eat less of them and less often.  It's definitely been a slow but steady process and I certainly have 30ish more pounds to get to my goal, but looking back, I don't really feel deprived or pressured at all.

Anyways, I refuse to post a true before picture of myself looking absolutely disgusting, but here are a couple of before and afters:

Me, far right, before:














and after: