Two weeks ago, I weighed more than I ever had in my entire life. The scales were tipping at 364 pounds. I had the opportunity to spend six days at home with my daughters and worked my butt off, ate at home all but one meal and lost two pounds. It felt great...moving, being busy, not sitting on my rear-end all day. This brought me down to 362 pounds.
When I arrived back in Cincinnati with my entire family together, my husband declared that he wanted to lose weight and I suggested keeping track of his numbers on the My Fitness Pal app by Under Armour. It looked easy to use and had a great deal of information about restaurants we ventured into. Since starting my food tracking with this app, I'm now down to 355 pounds. Yeah, I know a good deal of it is probably water or nasty bits hanging out in my intestines, but it feels damn good to know I'm heading in the right direction.
The best part about utilizing this app is knowing my husband is, as well. It is a huge incentive to know we are both working on improving our lives.
The Decision to lose weight does not come lightly. It sucks. It is hard work. I have to make smarter decisions about my food choices and I have to get off my arse, stretch, and move. All in all, I have to make a calorie decision every single time I put something in my mouth. When faced with delicious rolls at the beginning of the meal (230 calories EACH) or a 22oz Growler of beer that has the same number of calories, it is a pretty easy decision to make. For those who question...it was the beer!
Knowing my husband was watching his calories, to the best of his ability, it inspired me to do the same. This made me feel like I was not alone in this decision. Perhaps, part of me felt like it was a challenge. I'm all for that. I don't want to diet. I know for a fact those don't work for me or anyone for that matter.
You would think the biggest reason for my decision to stick with something would be my kids, my clothes not fitting, or not being able to fit comfortably in a public restroom. Yet, another big issue has brought me to my future life. My health. I hate who I have become. There is something wrong with my sciatic nerve causing sharp pains up and down the outside of my thighs, the ever-present lower back pain, and I'm sick and tired of wearing a face mask to go to bed for sleep apnea. It must end before I do.
