CuddlePaws
Full Member
I began my 'healthy' eating vow on 1st January and I made a promise this time that I would do my very best to be good to my body and try to make sensible decisions about food every time I am hungry.
I have alot of weight to lose, and while I'm not great at keeping diaries of any sort, if I start one here then perhaps it will force me to be honest with myself, whenever I feel my emotions directing me to the fridge. Hopefully I will come here instead, and battle it out on a worldwide virtual stadium.
I have lost alot of weight in the past and I know that I can do it again. I want to do it not just for myself but for my little angel who is going to be a year old in four weeks time. I will be taking him to the beach this summer (I live in Spain) and I don't want to hide away from the world. I want to run freely with him on the sand without my subconscious worrying about bulges and unsightly bits falling out of my costume.
The image I have is of me and him playing together at the ocean's shore, my body lean and healthy, my little boy smiling and running alongside me. I don't want to pretend to be happy, I want to feel it, inside and out. Please god let this be so.
Today I did very well indeed. I ate sensibly. I am happy and content. As long as I come here and battle out my thoughts whenever I feel life (or my emotions) begin to slip out of my control.
I have alot of weight to lose, and while I'm not great at keeping diaries of any sort, if I start one here then perhaps it will force me to be honest with myself, whenever I feel my emotions directing me to the fridge. Hopefully I will come here instead, and battle it out on a worldwide virtual stadium.
I have lost alot of weight in the past and I know that I can do it again. I want to do it not just for myself but for my little angel who is going to be a year old in four weeks time. I will be taking him to the beach this summer (I live in Spain) and I don't want to hide away from the world. I want to run freely with him on the sand without my subconscious worrying about bulges and unsightly bits falling out of my costume.
The image I have is of me and him playing together at the ocean's shore, my body lean and healthy, my little boy smiling and running alongside me. I don't want to pretend to be happy, I want to feel it, inside and out. Please god let this be so.
Today I did very well indeed. I ate sensibly. I am happy and content. As long as I come here and battle out my thoughts whenever I feel life (or my emotions) begin to slip out of my control.