Why? Part 1

A short while ago, when I told her that I was going to gear up and dive into round 2 of this program
with the goal of losing the weight I had gained back and then a little bit more, my good friend and official coach asked me to do just two things:

1.    Write down 50 reasons to lose weight/be healthy; and

2.    Repeat 3 affirmations before getting up every morning:

        a.    I release my excess weight and feel light and free;

        b.    I choose food that nourishes and heals me, and every bite is an act of self love;

        c.    I acknowledge that to be healthy is my choice; I choose in each moment to love and honor my body.

That was actually just a little over a month ago.  I... ummmm.. haven't accomplished either of those things yet.  Ooops.

So! She and I touched base about this earlier this week, and I made it a goal to come up with at least 25 reasons why by the end of the week. Which is, oh my garsh, today!  If not for the last minute, I'd never get things done.  ;)

Alright, alright, alright; here we go. In no particular order...

My Reasons Why:

1. Heart disease runs in my family. My Dad had a double bypass when he was just 65 years old.  I don't want that to happen to me.  I know that losing weight isn't a guarantee, but it is a risk factor I can control.
2. Speaking of health...being a healthy weight also lowers my risk of developing certain types of cancer, so they say.  Cancers are in my family, too.  My Dad has had prostate cancer and skin cancer x2, and there have been other cancers in my extended family.  So, it's there.  I'm pretty sure it's in every family.  I'd like to keep that risk as low as possible.
3. Lower risk of developing diabetes.  Do I really have to explain why I want to lower my risk of developing ANY disease?!?
4. Losing weight can also help fight depression, and I need every ounce of help fighting depression that I can get.  It's a vicious circle, too; because I'm not saying the reason I gained weight in the first place is because of anti-depressants, but Zoloft was a factor.  I'm not saying I wish I'd never taken Zoloft, because it's a damn good anti-depressant.  But the medication I took to help fight depression also helped me gain weight, which in turn made me more depressed about having gained weight.  Lather, rinse, repeat.  I don't take Zoloft anymore.  The class of anti-depressant I'm on now doesn't have the weight-gaining side effect of the SSRI's (like Zoloft).  So at least the current I'm swimming against isn't quite as strong anymore.
5. Losing weight and eating cleaner helps with digestive issues as well.  I notice that difference almost right away.  Shortly after cutting out the extra sugars and carbs from my diet, my digestive issues clear up.  Like magic!  *groan*  
6. I want to set a good example for my son. Because I haven't done a great job of that yet in this department.  He's always had an overweight mom. But at least I can show him that it's never too late to change.  

That's all I've got for now.  I'll try to think of some more later.  This is hard!

I don't know where I'm at with weight loss.  My scale is on crack.  Today it says I gained 10 pounds since yesterday which I know for a fact I did not thank you very little.  I'm trying to be brave and not let it matter but I just want to know how much I weigh once a day so I can track it on my little tracker and have a graph to look at...

I think I'm going to take a bag of sugar upstairs (or something that I know the weight of) and test it on my scale to see how far off the dang thing is.  IDK.  I need numbers.  I need to measure something.  And I don't want to measure inches.  

On a super positive note, last night my hubby told me that my face looks skinny.  :) 

Alright, time to get back to work.  Later, gators!