It really pains me to weigh-in daily. It goes against the grain of all I have been taught. But here I am, a new me willing to learn! And perhaps, just perhaps, you will come to see how my weight is matching my faith.
Latest study supports daily weigh-ins, but issue is still being debated
By ROSIE MESTEL, Los Angeles Times
….”We talk to people about monitoring calories daily, about monitoring their exercise daily. … if we’re asking them to do those … on a daily basis, then why not add this other recommendation?”
It was so foreign to me when a fantastic member who is our only maintainer named Annette first brought the subject of daily weigh-ins to my attention. I read, I searched and I said, “Ouch.” I realized that it is not about vainglory or obsession as I have had presented to me, but it is about ACCOUNTABILITY!
We do what we can to not just dictate our mood daily based on the scale, but to hold us accountable to all who are looking to us to trailblaze.
I am doing this differently. I am experimenting. I knew how to lose weight but I didn’t know how to keep it off. I believe you can teach an old dog new tricks.
I am always curious of others as to what was the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back. My epiphany happened 6 days ago, all events on the same day. I had an annual doctor appointment. Dick sat in the waiting room with me, reading out loud weight loss articles. I was embarrassed and wanted to scream shut up, but am to polite for public displays. Others were laughing at him, and I imagined at my body size. The doctor had a new scale which registered me as 5 pounds higher than my home scale. If looks could kill, that scale would be dead. I stared and could scarcely get off it. Next the nurse took my blood pressure. I have always had low blood pressure. Never over 120/80. It was always something I prided myself with as if I did something to contribute to it. My blood pressure read high! I mean high. I couldn’t believe it. That was a slap in the face but I knew it was from my weight. If that was not cruel enough, when we got home Dick asked me to stand on a chair and hold our bathroom light shade up while he changed the bulbs. I went to stand on the chair, placing my right foot first, and as I tried to raise my left foot I could not support my weight on one leg alone. I fell to the floor, hit my head on the door, and received the biggest lump and bruise I have ever had on my arm. It is still there as a reminder. No sympathy from Dick. He repeated for the remainder of the day, “This is a warning sign. You have to lose weight.”
That explains why I am here. I felt going public instead of hiding from my members and on-line friends behind a computer screen will not only be therapeutic, but healing.
I believe in second chances. I believe losing this weight can no longer be avoided. I believe that each day will be an adventure.
I have been struggling with conscience pangs to break the news that with my ongoing ministry www.gracetoday.com for almost 6 years now, I have gained back the original 85 pounds that I lost. I am at my all time high weight of 225 pounds. I will not whine or cry here, but like the Phoenix I shall arise again with new wisdom, motivation and devotion that I can share with you on this journey. You shall see me at 150 pounds next year at this time. I am an overeater, but since this is only my second attempt at dieting, I will not be labeled yo-yo dieter. I have learned much about lifestyle changes and maintaining and now I am back with a vengeance.
