So here I am, a full 10 days later and I've gained about 8 pounds. It's so weird that the act of stating that I am changing the way I will eat and exercise actually put up a road block in my progress. I was doing ok until I told myself that I could do this. So much for self affirmation. Heh. Sometimes I think that goals and I do not get along. It seems as if I do better without setting a goal. That's completely contrary to everything I've ever heard about success in any area of life. Everything is goal driven. Are there actually some people out there who were meant to float through life not having goals, yet achieving them anyway? Hmmm I don't know, but if that's even possible, I think I may be one of them.
Yet, for all the talk of not having goals, I have to try to see through a goal I set about 8 months ago when I came home from the hospital. I want desperately to go back to the physical rehab floor of St. Francis Hospital having lost at least 50 more pounds, and able to walk in there under my own steam without oxygen. I want desperately to show Marla Jean, Renee, Janet, Lyn, Jeanean, Dr. Ellen, and countless others that the amazing care they gave to me, and the unbelievable physical and spiritual support they showed me during those long months of therapy were not in vain. I want them to know how much their lives impacted my own, and that I am changed....."for good"....because of the love and care they showed me.
I fell down, but I'm getting back up again.
Current weight: 409.4 lbs
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