Does Blogging make you Fat?

I feel a little like I sit down and blog more than I am active around the house.

I have noticed the sitting love handles getting a little bit bigger..?.

Hmmmm could it be the blogging?

The other day I did blow off exercise to check my blog.

Anybody else feel like this?

Confidence

I am repeating myself but Marcus Messiah Garvey (whom is a freedom fighter, the smartest person I have ever heard of and was fat) said: marcus_garvey_mdm

“If you haven’t confidence in self, you are twice defeated in the race of life. With confidence, you have won even before you have started. ”

I can recall a time in my life around the age of 13 we were doing a debate about electrical power usage and its effect on the environment.  The teacher put me on the side of the environment and as I researched I experienced an epiphany.  I can’t remember the exact numbers I had worked out but I discovered that if every women in our town gave up using their curling iron we would see a dramatic change in electrical usage.  My teacher said the point was invalid because the goal was impossible.  I vowed that day never to use my curling iron again to prove that it could be done.  I realize now that that event started my journey into opposing vanity.  I gave up make-up and hair styling and magazine looking.

I had never been the pretty girl or the girl the boys looked at.  I can honestly say my husband was the first man to tell me I was beautiful (of course my dad also but he isn’t a boy he is my dad).  We met when I was in my late 20s.  Now I look back and realize it wasn’t that men didn’t find me attractive it was that I didn’t find myself attractive.  I blamed my weight.  I blamed all my problems on my weight it became a great excuse.

Also I never liked getting my photo taken and would often delete them from mine and other peoples cameras because I didn’t like the way I looked.  It is a joke I played on my mom that I would hide all the framed pictures she had of me.  I secretly went into my husbands photo albums and removed all of the pictures of myself.  I avoided looking at myself and would openly say I didn’t care and that no one else should either.

Years ago after 3 kids I was visiting my dad and I think that he was in a mood.  He asked why I was taking so long to fix my teeth (which I broke off at 10 falling off my bike) he said:

“You know just because you are married doesn’t mean you can be ugly

Don’t be upset with my dad because he was right.  I think about his advise everyday.  I rejected vanity by being lazy about my appearance.  I was lazy about my appearance because I didn’t have the confidence to be pretty.

Last year I hit bottom really hard.  I often found myself unable to leave the house because I couldn’t stop crying.  Now I realize that I had robbed myself of my identity, my relationships with people (including my husband), my sex drive (sorry to be graphic) and my desire for life.  There were times I would get in the car and just want to drive and never stop.  I found myself googling:

how to get more confidence”

One blog that I read said don’t be lazy about your appearance.  If you need to put on some make-up to make you feel better put some make-up on, if you need to lose weight do it lose the weight, dress nice, brush your hair everyday, and look in the mirror every time you can

I never looked in the mirror!

I hated what I saw and I would say that only vain people looked in the mirror.  I remember vowing to never look unless I had to.  Try brushing your teeth without looking in the mirror.  This lead to many incidents of wearing clothes with stains, baby spit-up, food drippings, etc and never knowing until my husband would say “Are you wearing that?  It isn’t clean.”  or on one trip to the big city a stranger asked what corner I squeegeed on.  I WAS apathetic and lazy about how I looked because I didn’t think I should care or want to care.

The advise in those blogs also mentioned look at what you love about yourself.  All I saw was fat.  I had to work so hard to pick myself up and feel better.   I forced myself to look in the mirror everyday.  I wanted to feel better.  Thanks to the patience, good advise and love of my friends I was able to focus on weight loss instead of hiding from it.  I started looking in the mirror with honest eyes and was surprised that I didn’t look as horrible as I thought.  The exercising and diet were working and my body was getting smaller.  I was accomplishing my goals and growing stronger for it.  I often question whether I am a happier person now because of a little make-up and weight loss or whether I get more oxygen to the brain or was it taking time and pride in myself?

It is an ongoing battle I still don’t feel “Trophy Wife” confident but at least I know that it is not my weight that is holding me back but instead a state of mind.  If I can overcome my weight than I can over come this too!

I can win this race before I begin.

With love,

The “Plateaued” Housewife

A Change in Diet can mess with your system

This blog is about the real truth behind what we are doing to lose weight. Our ups and downs, the good and the bad, so here is another tidbit, albeit a little embarrassing to talk about.

Friday was definitely hard on us with the difficulty of measuring each other and not seeing any big change in our weight. I could definitely feel that the drastic change in my diet was messing with my regularity if you get what I mean. I was definitely messed up and not being as regular as I usually was. I also felt the tightening in my hands/fingers and ankles (water retention), I got myself a natural laxative and my doctor prescribed me some mild water tablets. So Friday afternoon I had taken my water tablets and had taken 2 laxatives before bed. Thanks to the water tablets for keeping me running to the loo like a pregnant lady for the rest of the day and night, lol.

I woke up this morning, did the deed, carried on with the usual routine which included climbing on the scale nude. (I was always told that the best time to weigh yourself was in the morning after you have gone to the toilet and to stand on the scale nude) so thats’ what I did. At first I looked and was about to sigh in frustration when I had to rub my eyes in disbelief! Holy Moly! I had lost 3lbs/1.3kg since Friday morning! So I was certainly more happy today than yesterday!

This is why I say, you need to get to know your body. I figured I was retaining water and that I was constipated because of diet change! This is not to say that living off water tablets and laxatives are the answer, not by a long shot! If however, you feel that you need one of these to help relieve you, there is no shame in that!

Here are my totals for you, my latest including this mornings weight loss.

Since 10 January 2014, I have lost a total of: 7lbs/3.17kg

Since April last year (at my heaviest) including the last two weeks, I have lost a total of: 13.5lbs/6.12kg

I am very proud! I am very motivated! 

I am The ‘Determined’ Housewife!