Admittedly, I haven't kept up with this like I wanted to. I'm normally on my phone, not a computer and I am just way too lazy to finger peck out an entire entry. Sorry.
I'm still on track, now down to a pretty good 213 pounds. Still a long way off from ultimate goal, but hey, a pound at a time right? I let a friend share my "Plexus Journey" on her facebook page. I did it so she'd get more sales, but what I ended up with was an inbox full of women wanting to know how I did it. Wanting to help encourage other women wanting to lose weight, I went into the whole shebang. The Plexus in the morning, watching what I ate and counting calories and walking 1-5 miles a day. Know what I got back? Crickets. Everyone is looking for the next big thing that will miraculously melt the fat right off their bodies with little to no effort on their part. Well guess what? Wishing doesn't make you lose weight. It makes you fat and unhappy and discouraged. I worked for my weight loss. It didn't just fall off me, just like I didn't go to bed skinny one night and woke up fat the next morning. It took time and a whole lot of bad eating to get to 260 pounds.
That's the cold truth. Even people who undergo the dreaded "banding" or gastric by-pass still have to put work in. Painful, high risk work in order to see results. That's just how it is. What you CAN do is wake up on any single day and say "I've had enough of being miserable and unhealthy" and make the change. It's probably 80% mental and 20% action. If you aren't committed mentally, you'll have an uphill battle the whole way. At least that's how it is for me. I couldn't do it until I was ready. I knew I could lose weight when I wanted, but the problem was I never seemed to be ready. Then one day I was getting on an airplane for the very first time ever, and had to squeeze my large rump into a tiny, unforgiving seat. What's worse is I then had to buckle that seat belt around my large hips. Guess what? It didn't fit. I had to fake it and pray to the airline Gods that there wasn't some sort of monitoring device that would delay take off until seat 36 was strapped in. Never mind that something went wrong and I'd need to have that belt on! It was eye opening, and humbling. Much like all the photos from my once in a lifetime trip to Las Vegas. I'm not going to lie, it sucks. But I promised myself the next time I flew, I'd sit in that seat like a normal person. And I will. I've got the determination to back me.
So with all that said, wherever you are in your journey... don't stop. Keep going. Get over the obstacles and the plateaus, because it is so going to be worth it when you hit your goals!
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