Lately, I've come to a realization.
I don't want to diet.
I know, I know, who does? It's hard work, you have to give up some of your favorite foods, you have to count calories....It's just not something I want to do. I love my ice cream, damn it. And my Thin Mint creamer.
The problem? I don't want to be as big as I am.
The problem with me dieting or trying to change my foods is that I end up doing really good for a while, then I fall of the wagon and the sucker picks up speed and I can't get back on. Then I feel like a failure. A big, fat failure. That creates a whole mess of problems and I start hating myself.
So, lately, something in me switched. Maybe it was an awakening. Maybe it was a realization. I don't know, but something....changed.
I still want to lose weight. I NEED to. But I'm not going to go to the point of making huge and drastic changes in my life. I'm still going to eat what I want. If I have a cup of soda here and there, that's fine too. I'll have days when I'm active and all that and I'll have days when I'm not. I'll have days when I don't eat as much and I'll have days where I binge.
AND IT'S OKAY!
Why? Because I'm me. I've got a husband that loves me. I have 3 healthy and beautiful kids. I am moderately healthy.
This change is much needed and one that I feel will ultimately lead to me being successful in getting healthier. I think it will be more encouraging to me. I feel that this is what was needed all this time.
I'm me. And, for the most part, I'm happy with that.