Sometimes It's OK to be Backwards

I wasn't reading Jack Sh*t's blog when he posted this, although I am a regular reader now. He's got to be one of the funniest people alive. He is also sponsoring/supporting some of his readers to help motivate them on their weight loss journey. One of them, Billie at The Weight It Is reposted this recently and it really struck me and I wanted to share.

Although, I need to start living these things and not just reading them. I used to have motivation but I seem to have lost it. With lap-band surgery coming up in a few months, it is time to get on the BALL!

Reversing It

I will always be fat
And I refuse to believe that
I can lose this weight
I do
I realize that isn’t the way most people think but
“Eating to live instead of living to eat”
That’s just not working out, and I truly believe
Eating what I want will make me happier in the end
It’s just a big fat lie, thinking
Being fit is the most important thing in my life
Now I understand that
Making myself happy with food
Is more important than
Making myself healthy with food
And this much is true:
People are succeeding at losing weight every day
But I know in my heart this will not be the case for me
This could wind up killing me
Doctors tell me
I will shorten my life and steal time away from my family
Right now it doesn’t seem possible that
I can change my ways and be fit for the rest of my life
This is what I believe:
This journey is just too tough for me
I don’t want to even consider the fact that
I can control the causes of my shortcomings and my failings
It’s just a fact of life that
People like me are weak-willed and lazy
And it’s ridiculous to believe that
I will lose weight and be healthy

That’s how I used to think; then I chose to reverse it (read from the bottom up).

Now I'm a Mimi (grandma) it's time to get it together and get healthy

I let myself balloon up to 282 lbs. Four years ago I got serious (for the millionth time) and lost 55 lbs and had gained it all back and then some since I got married. There's been a lot of stuff going on with David, Lyric, Tiffany, and Kayla and I let it all overwhelm me to the detriment of my health. No more! I'm on a lot of different medications everyday - 9 to be exact - and I think the doctors have finally got them straight (which is a tremendous relief) and without doing anything else I had lost 15 lbs since the middle of December. Starting Feb 19 I started a company sponsered Fitness Camp and then the next day signed up for the "Biggest Loser" that a group of people at work started and I've lost 11 lbs since then. I've been exercising and I also started back with Weight Watcher's Online (which is how I lost the weight before) and I feel I'm finally back on track.

I want to be able to really play with my grandson. I want to be able to run with him, and after him. I don't want him to think, "Oh, I can't ask Mimi that. She won't be able to do it." I can hardly get off the floor once I get down and I have to bend over to see my feet. Besides, I think my husband will like it too.

Here's a before picture from Christmas Eve. The quality is poor but you can still clearly see the rolls under the shirt. I can take these pants off without unbuttoning them now. Yay!