tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55105320763778733572024-03-13T19:49:47.095-07:00The Fat Girl ChroniclesThe Fat Girl Chronicles...
yep FAT!!!!
Yes I said it, FAT. Not PHAT, PHATT, but F-A-T.
I have been FAT my entire life. Always a few extra pounds. In fact, I came home from the hospital on a diet...LOL. Through the years, I have fought with the weight and it has fought BACK. I have had some wins, but some losses too. I am closer than I have ever been to getting it RIGHT.
Don't mind being a FAT girl, just not THAT fat..lolThe Fat Girl Chronicleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08210451045311615456noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510532076377873357.post-49683770934488336852016-12-17T15:28:00.001-08:002016-12-17T15:28:16.479-08:00The Train Jumped Off the TrackWhat happens when your train is chug, chug, chugging down the track and then suddenly it DERAILS?. Like life is going GREAT. Things seems to be falling into place. You have less stress to stress eat about. Life is going GOOD. Then the track disappears. Like the train just starts speeding out of control. You hit a brick wall and you are spiraling. Like spiraling out of control.<br />
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So, for an emotional eater that is the worse. 20 pounds in 12 months, is what I have gained since BOTH of my parents died within 9 months of each other. I'm like SHIT.. Really. There goes those size 10s. Like how does THAT happen. I knew the weight would come. I knew I would bury my pain in junk. But, I couldn't stop it. There is no way to prepare for grief. You have to let it do it's thing and even the most thought out plan for dealing with it seems to fail. So, I tried to deal with it, sometimes successful, sometimes NOT. It's hard, it's painful, and sometimes there's no comfort. I have been digging myself out of this avalanche of pain. I am nowhere near the top, but I can feel a breakthrough. I am trying my best to eliminate the junk, I am finally back on the pavement somewhat consistently, and I am talking myself out of that SECOND piece of mess I don't even really want. I lost my voice, when I loss my mommy. Her passing shook me to my core. I thought, " I should have done more, what more could I have done". I lost my security when I loss my daddy. For some reason, I never saw him as ever going to die; he blind sided me. I wasn't prepared. I wasn't ready. Over these past 12 months, I have gained a different relationship with God. It's different when you are talking to HIM late in the midnight hour. You can hear HIM speak to you. If you listen reallllllyyy closely, you hear HIM answering all your questions.<br />
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<li>"Why did you take my mommy"... HE said.. She was tired. She was ready, and it was HER time. She answered when I called. She is fully RESTORED with ME.</li>
<li> "Why Me??"... HE said, Why NOT you. Don't you know there is PURPOSE in your pain. I have a plan for you. You will walk in your PURPOSE. Have you forgotten MY promises??</li>
<li>"I can't do it. I can't take any more". HE reminded me that.. HIS Grace is sufficient.</li>
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Here are a few things that I have learned through my season of loss, love, and joy....</div>
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<li>HIS Grace is Sufficient</li>
<li>HIS Grace is Sufficient</li>
<li>HIS Love is Everlasting</li>
<li>HIS Mercy has no end</li>
<li>When I am WEAK, HE carries Me</li>
<li>Somebody prayed for me. Somebody interceded on my behalf because there were so many times that I couldn't do it for myself.</li>
<li>You get through, how you get through. There is no beginning and no end, it just goes on. It eases, but it doesn't go away. </li>
<li>You HAVE to get back on the train.</li>
<li>IF you look past the clouds, you can see the sun.</li>
<li>If you ASK, you shall RECEIVE</li>
<li>HE will send you WHAT you need, WHEN you need it. </li>
<li>HE Knows. HE knows what you're going through and HE cares. </li>
<li>It is OK to feel confused. </li>
<li>HE KNOWS</li>
<li>Just a Closer Walk with THEE..</li>
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So, I look forward to 2017. I look forward to the NEW season. I am optimistic that 2017, will be the BEST Year EVER...</div>
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The Fat Girl Chronicleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08210451045311615456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510532076377873357.post-89340363069457157592015-03-13T22:43:00.001-07:002015-03-13T22:43:39.342-07:00Playing With The Hand You're DealtDuring the Metro Atlanta Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc founders day luncheon, our National President talked about "Playing with the hand you are dealt." Since that time I have been thinking a lot about the "Hand" that I have. What to do with it? HMMMM, Can't throw it back, I'd never renig, I dare not get SET, and this is the longest damn game EVER...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<li><b>If you fall off the horse, get back on</b>- Quitters never win and Winners never Quit!</li>
<li><b>Can't turn around</b>- Don't turn around. Only look back to see how far you have come.</li>
<li><b>Sometime love is NOT enough</b>- Sometimes you can't love the hurt away</li>
<li><b>GOD is ALWAYS Enough</b>-God IS...........</li>
<li><b>If at first you don't succeed, Keep on TRYING-</b> It will be hard, but you must keep trying. You can't give up</li>
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<li><b>You have to trust</b>-Trust in HIS word. HE is faithful</li>
<li><b>Believe in YOURSELF</b>- HE doesn't make MISTAKES</li>
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<li><b>Don't EAT the Cake-</b> You'll regret it in the morning. You can't drown your sorrows in chocolate cake ( I know I am not the only one that does that...LOL).</li>
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You can't keep doing the same thing and expect to get different results. You can't keep hanging with the same folks and expect to be able to change your bad habits, UNLESS they support your journey, respect your struggle, and try to help you realize your fullest potential.<br />
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On this journey it is so important to have the right people in your corner. You need to surround yourself by people who are happy for you when you achieve a goal, you push you to be better, you remind you that you SAID you were going to do ____. You need to surround yourself with people who motivate you; even if they are not trying to lose weight or make any changes.</div>
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If you need motivation to stay committed, make sure you are around people who can motivate you. People who support your dream. You don't want to hang around people that sabotage your journey. They don't have to be on it with you, literally, but they should support your efforts. </div>
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I won't say that I would not have done the races alone because I probably would, but it is much more fun with friends. Whether they run with me or just give a word of encouragement, I am grateful. From my sister who cooks the meals that I SHOULD eat, to my friends that remind me of what I SAID I was NOT going to eating, to the people that say they are inspired by my journey. The trainers, the facebook friends, the BGR sister, my sorority sisters, and church friends have all been encouraging to me. Those that said I KNEW you could do it, to those who didn't THINK that I COULD or WOULD, have all been my motivation. </div>
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I was talking about it with a person at the gym who, like me, was still a bit overweight. I was saying that I NEEDED to lose at LEAST another 25-30 pounds. That's the number that the doctor says I need to strive for. I know that I still have a few too many pounds. I am not at my healthiest weight, but I am not at my worse weight either. I have come a long way sure, but there is still work to be done. There is more weight loss and then there is strength training; getting stronger, physically and mentally. </div>
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I hear a lot of women use losing their "curves" as a reason for not wanting to lose weight or more weight. I started thinking about this struggle and the excuses we make along the way. Now I am not saying that that may not be true. I don't want to offend anyone, but sometimes that just seems like a big ole EXCUSE; a cop-out, if you will. Sometimes I think it is out of fear; the fear of failing that we won't let ourselves imagine that it can be done. Like I'll say, I don't want to, won't or NEED to lose more weight because what if I <b>CAN'T</b>?</div>
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Getting to the next level is very hard. It's scary and requires so much more discipline and will power than I have. I want the result, but do I want to WORK, reallly WORK, for it? I can slack off now and say this is all I wanted to lose or I can keep going for the ultimate. It's a thin line. Losing your curves is a serious thing. But I think I can lose a few and try to regain them in muscle, as opposed to fat. Are you willing to move those mountains? Are you willing to conquer your mind? Are you willing to try the things you have never tried before. I don't know if I can do it, but I do know that I have to try. Now, I might fail a few more times before I reach that "goal", or maybe the goal will keep evolving, changing, improving. I do know that I will surely FAIL without a GOAL, though. </div>
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I don't know that I have a "goal" weight. All I really know is that I have a Health Goal. My health goal is to push myself to the limit. Try new things, be open to doing things I never imagined, get and keep my glucose and blood pressure under control. Now, if in order to do that, I need to lose the extra poundage, then I want to do that. I do want to get to the next level, do YOU?</div>
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Being stuck inside is a slippery slope for me. I went to the store to get all my essential, HEALTHY, stuck in the house snacks. I walked all the aisles of the grocery store, just gawking at all the snack food. I finally settled on some fairly healthy items. I threw some yogurt and granola in the basket, some salad fixings, fruit, and a 7 layer dip (not considered healthy, I know). </div>
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Weeeelllllll, what had happened was!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After several hours of waiting for the snow, cleaning out my DVR, and taking a few naps, looked in the pantry. That was obviously the WRONG move. I kind of sort of deviated from the plan. I knew opening the door to the pantry was the wrong thing to do; however, I forged ahead. It started with a few pieces of chocolate. Then it was dry Apple Jacks, the I figured I would put some milk to it. The cinnamon rolls with tea (green tea. That's healthy right???), then SEVERAL spoonfuls of my FAVORITE peanut butter (this peanut butter with honey is the DEVIL). I ate a few more pieces of chocolate and then a few more. Whewwwww. My stomach hurts just thinking about it. At the end of the day, I was STUFFED. </div>
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I am always mad at myself when I do this. I am like why, oh why did I just eat all that junk. I mean there are plenty of things I could have done with my time. I could have cleared the clothes avalanche off of my bed. I could have put away my one million pairs of shoes that are in the floor. I could have worked on this blog. Here's the BIG thing I COULD have done.. I could have done any one of the many workouts my trainer sent us via text message to keep us moving. </div>
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I'm starting with the (Wo)Man in the mirror. I'm asking her to change her ways.........<br />
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How do you start to make changes in your life? Change is good, but it is scary. It is most times difficult, and more often than not requires MORE than one try.<br />
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I like to sing, so I either make up a song or make one applicable to almost any event in my life. Running past the mirror after getting out the shower one day stopped me dead in my tracks..YIIKKKESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!! "YOU need to do something", I said to myself. Life had thrown me a lot of curve balls and I felt like I was managing them pretty good..HA..LIES, LIES, LIES. <br />
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See, sometimes you got to take a long, hard look at yourself in the MIRROR. Not for the physical appearance (well that too), but so that you can see through to your soul. You have to start with the person in the mirror. Do you recognize the person in the mirror? Do you LIKE the person in the mirror? Heck, what is going on with this mirror??? this CAN'T be ME!!!<br />
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Change can happen all at once, or it can happen sloooowwwwwwlllyyyyy. You have to be willing to make changes. You have to have a plan to make this "lifestyle" change. Visualize the change happening to you. Whatever it is that you desire the change to be, see it happening. <br />
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Welcome the opportunity for self reflection. Take a long, hard, look in the mirror and envision it. No matter what it is, See it. See yourself being the BEST you be. <br />
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Without a plan, you plan to fail. So here is the plan that I TRY to follow. I like to call it the 3 Ps/Put it in the Bag.<br />
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<strong>Plan</strong>- Nothing can be by chance for me. I have to plan what I am going to eat, when I am going to eat it, and even HOW I am going to eat it. <br />
<strong>Prepare-</strong>I prepare all my meals on Sunday for the week; particularly my breakfast and lunch. I have them all prepared and packaged. Again, I can't be caught off guard. Left to my own devices, I will eat an entire building..lol #truth.<br />
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When I did Weight Watchers I used to pack all my food for the day, including dinner, in a bag. When the bag is <strong>empty</strong>, I am <strong>done</strong> eating. I don't have to wonder if I can have any more snacks, etc. If I have nothing left in that bag, then I am done eating. I still do that for the most part. I put all the calories I am allowed to eat for the day in my bag. Bag is empty, then I need to go to bed to keep from eating some more..LOL<br />
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<br />The Fat Girl Chronicleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08210451045311615456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510532076377873357.post-6907848281163758762015-02-24T08:22:00.000-08:002015-02-24T08:24:43.168-08:00Before I Let Go<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm a singer. I will sing almost anything. When I was a kid, I used to sing EVERY jingle, my homework, etc. I made up a song or related a song to EVERYTHING. Someone would say something and I would sing a line or two of a song that said the same thing...lol<br />
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I still do that a lot of times. Like, when I decided that something had to give and I needed to make some changes in my life. I would sing.. Before I Let Go...<br />
Before I Let Go of these cookies for good, I'm going to eat these last 6 tonight..lol<br />
Before I Let Go of the sausage, grits, and eggs DAILY, I will just have it today and quit tomorrow..<br />
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Before I Let Go of sitting on the couch EVERY evening, I will lay around this weekend..<br />
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I would sing it to the chocolate... <em><strong>You make me happy, this you can bet</strong>...LOL Just make it fit any kind of way I want..lol</em><br />
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It's crazy the road blocks that we put in our own way. Before I Let Go of that thing that is not good for me, I'm going to _____________. Heck, we know it's not good for us, but we hold on for some reason. Not just about food, but people, things, and bad habits too. Before I Let Go of him, I will just _______ one MORE time...lol ..LOL Whew, how many times has that happened. How many times do we sabotage our own success? <br />
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The Lenten season is upon us. Many people struggle with what to do for Lent. Most people think about what to give up, but what about what to do BETTER or MORE of. Lent is the perfect time to work on making yourself better. I personally love the Lenten season because I am reminded of just how much HE loves me. I am reminded of how HE made the ultimate sacrifice, yet I fret over whether I can not eat meat on Fridays (I'm Catholic) or whether I will be able to keep my Lenten promises. <br />
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If you are trying to make a transformation, understand that all change starts from the INSIDE. You have to dig deep down in your spirit, search your soul, commit your heart, and will your body, to do the things necessary. It requires FAITH. you have to BELIEVE that God is going to work this out for you because HE loves you and knows just what you need. I bet if you spend MORE time with HIM all those things you are trying to change or do better will get easier. This whole life is really about HIM, so why do we not realize that NOTHING happens that is not ordained and orchestrated by HIM. <br />
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I am changing....<br />
The change on the outside is obvious; however, the change on the inside is what I am most excited about and proud of. See, when you start this journey and you let the process work, you HAVE to look inward. You have to get to the root of the issues. WHY do I do what I do? You have to figure that out BEFORE you get anywhere in this process. The fitness milestones I have made, the nutritional obstacles I have conquered are not as important to me as the change on the INSIDE.<br />
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When you start to look inward, you discover YOURSELF. You realize that you have to spend more time with God, in order to make it through and not give up on yourself. You realllllyyy get familiar with God when you are 5 miles from where you started and you got to get back. You call his name a LOT. And then it happens. You start to CHANGE. You do things differently, you TRUST more fully, you realize that HE is going to do just what HE said. You feel better, you look better, you listen better, you want to BE better.<br />
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I'll be better than I am- I'm no where near the person I know God has planned for me to be. I know this. I know there is still a lot to do, a lot to learn, a lot to uncover. I think I am ready. I face the world head on. I am changing-<br />
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You have to be ready for this change. THIS change will knock you off your feet; literally. It will make you question every thing you ever did. It will bring you to tears. It will definitely bring you to your knees. It will make you chastise yourself for those poor decisions, hate yourself for the silly things you have done or failed to do. But, it will also make you GRATEFUL. GRATEFUL that HE still gives second chances. GRATEFUL that YOU are on the receiving end of a second chance ( or 3rd chance, etc). When this change starts to happen, everything you THOUGHT you knew about yourself will be in question.<br />
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When I went in a store and went directly to the fitness clothes, I knew I had changed. When I ordered 3 pair of running shoes, instead of 3 pair of Vince Camuto pumps; Heck, I knew there was a problem...lol. Change your thinking and you will change your life. Now, that is not an original statement. I just don't remember who said it first...lol<br />
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So, get your mind right and embrace this journey. Find your THING. For now, mine is run/walking and Linedancing. I let NOTHING interfere with me getting my miles in and doing my weekly dancing. I find the opportunity. If I am waiting on my daughter, I put on my sneakers and circle the parking lot a few times. I walk to errands during lunch; the bank, the post office, to get my lunch. Find YOUR THING. Find the thing that makes you feel accomplished when you finish, challenge yourself to do more, do better, BE better. Drag some people along with you, or NOT, but get off the sofa. I have drug some wonderful friends along with me on all kinds of CRAZY walks and adventures, and we are having a ball. We challenge each other. We support each other and we do activities that we may not like, but we do it for our Sistah. Well, mostly they do it for me and I appreciate them. remember when your momma used to say, you can't hang with them because ya'll don't have the same values. Exercise and eating right is the same. <br />
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Ever look at yourself and wonder.. Who is THAT?? Like, really WHO-IS-THATTTT??<br />
I look back at these pictures and wonder that. See it all started. well, heck it started at BIRTH. As a young person, I was always a few pounds overweight. I was curvy, developed, and mature looking so I don't know that I was necessarily fat. Like I never really jiggled...lol It takes a lot for me to "jiggle".<br />
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I watched my weight creep up a few pounds each year. I told myself I was still CUTE ( I mean, if I believed nothing else I THOUGHT I believed that). I got to 200, then crept past 200, then 210, then 220, then 230...YIKESSSS 230 pounds and 5'2". I have been diabetic since I was 9. I knew what the weight was doing to my chances of living a diabetes complication free life. I ate my way to hypertension, joint problems, etc. My belly was cutting off my breath when I would bend over..LOL I mean that happens to everyone, right???..LOL I was tired and out of breath a lot more than I would admit.<br />
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I walked past the mirror one day and did NOT recognize the person I saw. At that moment I realized that I had been burying every pain, hurt, and disappointment in a good meal, a good dessert, an extra snack. That same week, I went to the doctor and she said.. So, what are we doing about the weight. I said "I am trying". She said, are you REALLY?? I laughed it off and made a joke about it, but the truth was......... I really wasn't trying as hard as I could. I would start and stop a program. I would do every fad diet out, take every pill, exercise for a few weeks; everything..<br />
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Taking control, being responsible for my MESS. Owning MY mess. Talking the Talk AND Walking the Walk. No more excuses, no more laters, tomorrows, or my infamous one... " I don't eat a lot, not REALLY".. LIES...LOL<br />
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