So I quit smoking in March, 2008. As much as I truly enjoyed smoking, I always said I would quit by age 50 or when it began to affect my health,,,,,,,,,whichever came first. Well I passed the age 50 marker and hated that I was still smoking……..then in late winter after passing my 50th birthday, I was afflicted with a horrible cough that went on and on………you know the kind………just as you lie down…..it kicks in and keeps you awake all night. The kind where your ribs hurt from the violent coughing…….well after having not smoked for over a week……I then decided, that I had officially quit…..good timing considering the price of a gallon of gas had skyrocketed and it was debatable whether I could afford to smoke AND drive to work. So as incentive, I went out and bought a new vehicle knowing I would never smoke in a new car…….Nor would anyone else in my car……..well that coupled with my desire to get the smoking monkey off my back, did the trick and I have not smoked again to this day….not even once…….and it has probably been one of the hardest things I have ever done, but it DOES get easier.
Which leads me right into my new problem. EATING……..
At a time of my life when I find myself to be happier than I have ever been with the exception of the birth of my daughter………I find myself completely out of control with the eating…….I would like to blame it on the not smoking (and I have) or hormones or any combination of things……but I think it is mostly about something I am not even aware of. With that being the case……it makes it even more difficult to battle.
This battle is turning out to be even more of a struggle than quitting smoking was..If you can EVEN begin to believe that……….
As with most addictions……..the eating has gotten to me both physically and psychologically. Neither is a pretty picture. I often find myself with no empathy for those overweight people that use the electric carts in the grocery store, thinking this is the SOLE reason they use the carts……….well that with the laziness that occurs from not wanting to move your girth around……….is it possible that I might be a mere six months from this myself?
I am starting to think so………thus the psychological destruction of my being…........I am starting to think I have self inflicted a handicap of sorts on to myself…….my mind thinks I am young, sexy and oh so interesting to everyone, but as it turns out…….I hate myself for what I have become. Fat, not sexy and typical of the lazy American profile we seem to be slipping into.
I find myself with 3 closets of clothing all of which do not fit………Hate that………even my shoes are becoming tight…….where do you go from a size 10 shoe? Used to be that no matter what size clothing you wore…….you could always accessorize with a fabulous pair of shoes……….this is becoming an issue……..Hate that……..
Used to be a flat butt person……now I have Beyonce’s, JLO’s and some other unidentified creature all hanging out back there at one time……….Hate that…….
Other things that I now struggle with:
Clipping toenails
Tying shoes
Breathing quietly
Snoring
Shortness of breath
Exhaustion
Lack of energy
Anxiety
Mood swings
Constant hunger
Degradation of self importance and esteem
Feeling older than I am
Pain in my feet
Pain in my back
Pain in my knees
And many many more personal issues ………………you know what I mean
The biggest thing I struggle with emotionally is no longer being ME……….I find myself avoiding social situations because it is just so exhausting getting ready and trying to find something to wear that makes me feel like a human being.
So what is the cause of all this?……….being overweight…………it has affected me like smoking never did……..and I Hate that…………
So what is the solution to 99% of these issues? Taking control – so from this day forward, I will begin to take control of MY situation.
I will begin not by dieting, but by being more aware of what I am putting in my mouth. I will make every meal count and I will enjoy it. I will eat smaller portions of whatever my heart desires and I will NOT eat between meals. I will learn to drink more water and less soda and I will dig deep within myself to a place where exercise is KING………..and I will do this for myself and no one else……….SLOWLY…….as it is not a race, right?
I will share this with myself and those close to me if they ask, though I suspect no one will really notice for quite some time………..but I will celebrate every lost ounce and inch and every time I am able to fit into a garment I have outgrown……..I will celebrate with a happy dance!
I will try to faithful with this blog.......many things are going on in my life and the lives of friends.......some are positive and some are not.......but for today, and as often as I can, I will try to focus on the positive.
Thus begins the journey.