I'm sitting here (again) like a great, big slug. A great, big, TIRED slug. Something has got to give soon. Between my husband and the dogs I am not getting enough sleep at night and haven't been for most of the summer.
This tiredness just has me feeling off all day. I don't have energy. I'm beginning to agree with something that I read about lack of sleep being a contributing factor to weight gain....too tired to make something healthy so I simply grab what's quick and comforting, which is nearly always laden with either carbs, sugar, or both!
I hate to even think this, but it is looking like my only solution is to start going to bed at the same hideously early hour my husband does, which is usually by 8:00. Maybe I could stretch it to 9:00...or 9:30???
Anyway, something must be done. Soon.
I've gained a couple more pounds as I've sat here being a slug this summer. It isn't much, but I can really tell. I hate it. I already had a lot of weight to lose. I'm not feeling well. My aches and pains seem to have multiplied. My thoughts are filled with fears of what's going to happen if I don't get a handle on this. As one book I read a while back stated, "You don't see fat people in nursing homes." That's because they die before they get that far!!!
So, I'm going to put my new resolve to change my thought patterns from negative to positive based on God's truth to use and train myself to behave differently, too.
I want to get back to working out every day. Arthritis and other aches keep me from doing a lot of things I want to do, things that I used to enjoy doing. I know that if I can get some of this weight off it will, if not cure my pain, at least reduce it and that in turn will make it easier to do more things.
I also want to change my eating habits. Friends of mine have given up carbs and sugars and practice intermittent fasting. They have shared that they feel so much better...that all the little aches and pains and discomforts have disappeared. I'd like to do that. I am weak and it doesn't help that my husband has no interest in following a diet plan. I've made up my mind that I am going to start trying to prepare healthy meals and he can deal with it. If he doesn't like it, he will do what he's been doing all along and going through the fast food drive-thru while he's at work. So be it. I just can't have the stuff in the house or I will eat it.
Well, I just wanted to share with you where I'm at and what I hope to do. Please feel free to hold me accountable and even give me a good swift kick in the backside when I need it.