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Bit of Progress

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Hi there!  My name is Annie and I am a compulsive overeater.

And today, I am nearly ecstatic!

I can’t say I felt that way when I woke up this morning.  At meeting last night, we began talking about Step Four, making a “fearless and searching moral inventory”.  It just sounds painful!  And going through the questions in the book that are meant to guide me along the path to my inventory made it even worse.   There were a lot of questions in there that I know I do not want to face the answers to.  To be totally honest, I am scared half to death to do this step.

While I am still nervous about starting it, I feel a bit better about life in general right now.  First, I had a check up with my doctor this morning.  My blood pressure is still high, high enough that he added another medication to help control it.  He also seemed concerned about my weight.  I have lost three pounds since my last visit with him, but I am still 27 pounds over what I was before I had the hysterectomy in June.  My doctor thinks that could be a hormonal thing.  He thinks that my hormones are so confused that they are causing me to retain water.  So he is also putting me on a water pill.  I am really hoping that will help me to get some of this off.

But that isn’t what has me flying to high right now!!  This afternoon, I was given some clothes.  The pants are a size smaller than what I normally wear.  But I thought it was a nice gesture and I accepted the clothes anyway.  After all, the woman handing them to me could see what size they were.  I so did not want to tell her they are a bit small.  It is just not something that I want others to know.  When I got home, I thought I’d go ahead and try on the pants anyway.  If they fit, I’d be surprised.  Pleased, but surprised.  If not, I figured I could just put them in the bag for charity.

Guess what?  THEY FIT!!!!

Well, three of the four pair did anyway.  The fourth one doesn’t have much stretch to it and though I can pull them up, I cannot zip them.  Two of the other pair have elastic waists.  One fits almost perfectly and the other is a tiny bit snug.  Not uncomfortably snug, but a bit snug.  The last pair of them has a zipper and—this is the part that has me flying so high right now!—not only can I zip and button them, I can also MOVE while they are zipped!  OK, they are a bit tight around the hips.  When I wear them, I will probably wear them with a baggy top so that no one can tell how tight they look!  But they fit!  That walking with Betsey is working. 

Now if that isn’t enough to keep me motivated to walk I don’t know what is!

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Right Road!

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My name is Annie and I am a compulsive overeater.

And tonight, I feel like I am on the right road!

OK, so to be honest I didn’t as well with food choices today as I could have done.  I am going to use my husband as the excuse.  He is a HUGE college football fan, and when he is going to spend the day watching games, he chooses a lot of unhealthy snacks to munch on.  Sure, I could have said no, but I spent quite a bit of time munching long with him. 

Still, I did a lot of walking today.  Started off my day by waking up at 5:30 to meet Betsey at the park.  Her mother-in-law tagged along, which made it somewhat odd to talk to her.  Still, we walked for 1.3 miles.  Took nearly an hour to do it, and I know that Betsey can normally do about three times that distance in that amount of time.  But I did it!  I did stop and rest at one point.  But I did it!  I walked over a mile.  And you know what?  It felt GOOD!

In fact, I felt so good about it that I popped in my Weight Watchers Walk At Home DVD after football and did a 10 minute walk.  My 2 oldest sons cheered me on, motivating me to keep walking.  Hubby wasn’t as into the motivation; he was nursing his pride after seeing his favorite team lose.  But when I was finished, he said he was as proud of me as the boys were.

Not that I am doing this for them.  Not exactly, anyway.  I am determined to beat my food addiction and my exercise avoidance so that I can be healthy and live a longer life.  That will benefit them.  I am doing all of this, though, for me.

Still, hearing them cheer me on does make me want to keep going!

Bridges

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My name is Annie.  I am a compulsive overeater.

Big change in my life this week—the kids started back to school.  I must admit, I am much more excited about it than I am.  Don’t get me wrong—I love being with my sons.  I just think it was time for them to be in separate places.  They were starting to fight way too much.  They are in second and fourth grade this year.  The way they carry on while getting ready for school you’d think I was sending them off on a prison bus each morning!  My youngest is three, which means this is the last year he will be home with me all day.  Preschool starts for him next fall.  That is kind of hard to wrap my brain around.  I am a stay at home mom with only one year left of staying home with my babies….

Yesterday, Little Man and I needed to do some work at our church.  OK, so I had to do the work and he just had to tag along!  Still, we had to go over there.  On the way, he asked if we could stop at McDonald’s.  I agreed, since I had not yet had my breakfast, and a hot hazelnut latte sound very good on a chilly fall morning.  There is a large local park between the restaurant and the church.  My BFF Betsey and I have walked the 1.3 mile walking track there in the past.  She walks it quite regularly.  I walk it when I feel like getting out of bed early enough to meet her.  As we drove past it yesterday, I told Little Man that I just might need to put his stroller in the car so we can stop and walk there every morning, with or without Betsey.  He asked why, and I said because I need to walk more to get healthy.  Little Man said I can’t do that.  “She be mad if you go alone, Mommy,” he said. 

As sweet as it is for my guy to worry about Betsey’s feelings, I know that she won’t mind if I walk without her.  In fact, she would probably be proud of me for taking the initiative and exercising on my own.

Even if—for some odd reason—Betsey did get upset that I was going alone, I can’t let her feelings interfere with what I know I need to do.  I need to get into better shape.  Blob-shaped just isn’t cutting it.  Besides, there is this goal that I have set for myself, and I realized I have only one year to accomplish it. 

A couple of years ago, I decided that I need to walk across the Mackinac Bridge, a five-mile suspension bridge that connects the two peninsulas of Michigan.  For some reason, I said I would do it the year that I turn 35.  I will be 35 in February.  (Is that really possible?  Thirty-five already??)  There is only one day each year when people are allowed to walk across the bridge—Labor Day.  That means I have just a few days short of a year to be able to walk 5 miles without stopping.

I don’t like heights.  I don’t like water.  Yeah, walking this bridge might not be the smartest decision that I ever made!  A woman I know once told me a goal doesn’t make sense if it doesn’t’ hurt at least a little.  So….

I’ve told Betsey that I fully expect to get to Mackinaw City and chicken out.  Something tells me that looking at the bridge will fill me with such fright that I won’t be able to even take the first step.  But I want to be able to walk it.  Even if I am too scared to actually step foot on the bridge, I want to know that I can handle walking five miles without a break.

And that is not something I can do right now.