Well...here I am...
...thinking about another woman. And no, hubster ain't having no affair! ;-)
When I started writing this blog, I didn't know if anyone would read it or even how folks would know the blog even existed. Imagine my surprise when a few weeks in I got a comment from another woman who was also writing about her weight loss efforts.
I was happy to have a 'friend' doing the same thing. She made 12 posts throughout January and hasn't posted anything since. I'd like to think that she's succeeding, but I'm fairly sure she gave up. I hope she's not beating herself up about it.
On a related topic, I was an avid smoker for 28 years. Gave it up cold turkey on 11/22/2002 - the Friday before Thanksgiving. I haven't smoked since and have absolutely no desire to smoke at all. Statistics (and we all know about statistics) say that 95% of folks who try to quit smoking cold turkey fail. I knew that statistic and it was a motivator for me. I was going to beat it.
When folks find out about that smoking history, they always ask how I was able to do it. I tell them I kept quitting until I quit. If I had never tried, I never would have succeeded. I tell them to never stop trying - it'll take one day. I put effort in each time I tried to quit, but that last time, I really, really
I'm so incredibly thankful I didn't quit quitting.
So when I think about that woman, I also wonder where I would be now if I had given up in those early days of this new life. I'd be heavier, unhappy, and less healthy. My knees would hurt even more, my ankles would be swollen all the time, my skin would look like shit, and I'd be miserable.
What do I have instead? Well - I'm down almost 30 lbs, my ankles are never swollen, my knees don't hurt as much or as often, my skin looks much better, and my mood is much better. You can't make it unless you really, really work it.
What am I gonna feel like when I reach 175? Hell - I'll probably dance a jig!!
I hope that woman doesn't quit quitting.
A nice thing for the day. When hubby picked me up today, the first thing he said when I got in the car was, "Do yourself a favor and buy some pants! Those are falling off. You look like MC Hammer in those jeans." What sweet, sweet words!!!!!