Taking Stock

Taking Stock

This blog is missing something, and that something is accountability. I have decided to start by taking stock:

I am 38 years old. I think. What year is it again?

I have two beautiful daughters and a husband who loves me. Together we share a home with an over-excitable bird, two under-excitable cats, and the pawprint of a third cat whose departure is recent enough that I refuse to leave him out of any stock-taking.

I am five feet five inches tall. In January of this year, I weighed 233 pounds, and this summer I was down to 204 pounds. Last Monday I weighed in, for the first time in weeks (months?), at 210 pounds. I have not been counting calories, I have not been active. I have not been trying. I have had some issues that I’m working on. But it’s time to start working on this issue.

I have good reasons to get fit.

I have been thinking a lot about what it was in January that helped me get the ball rolling. Somehow I set myself on the right path, and it almost seemed so easy that I wondered how on earth I had gotten so fat to begin with. It wasn’t a new years resolution (I don’t believe in them). It wasn’t seeing a photo of myself, or someone else’s success story. It wasn’t a dress I wanted to wear, a person I wanted to impress, or a marathon I wanted to run.

It was nothing but a day, after a string of days scattered over months, where I had set out with a plan to track my food – and then given up. Some times by mid-morning. Sometimes I lasted to (or even through) dinner. But time after time, it didn’t stick.

And then, one day, it stuck. I expect it was sheer probability: try something for long enough, and sooner or later it’s bound to work.

So this is what I’m going to do. No grand plans, no big resolutions. Tomorrow, I will get up, and weigh myself. I will post an update. I will record everything I eat. And if I fall, I will pick myself up and try again. It’s got to work eventually.


15 responses

    • Yes – and that really applies to everything, doesn’t it? It’s depressing sometimes, when it feels like a slog, but freeing and the same time.

  1. Good plan Sasha. You’ll get there and I don’t believe in beating myself up. I just start each day fresh. It will work for you. It will.

    • Thanks Chantal. It’s tough to strike the right balance between being realistic and hyper-self-critical. That’s awesome that you start each day fresh – good for you.

  2. one foot in front of the other….even you stop and take a break or veer of path…eventually one foot in front of the other will get you there…ps. that was a refreshing honest real post 🙂 Good work 🙂

  3. I love this blog post. It’s good to take stock every now and again to remind us of what we’re doing this for. Keep pushing and never ever give up.

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    • Thanks Donna! I did log into MFP – I’m surprised it didn’t say something snarky to me. I’m willing to bet the Wii will if I step on it!

      And you can make this decision, too!! Yesterday was abysmal on the actual numbers front. But I think it’s hammering my head back into a new (or old) way of thinking. There’s a new post coming on that…. #teaser


  5. Great attitude Sasha! Love the ‘no great plans’ mantra. I’m big on planning, but less-so on the follow through… and am tired of being ‘all-talk’! Better to not make grandiose promises I suspect!

    • Thanks Deb! I am an inveterate planner and list-maker. Staying away from all that worked so well for the first half of the year, I don’t know why but I still find myself doing it now!! It’s an attitude I will need to shake, I think, to get anywhere.

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