Have you ever broke down crying in the grocery store? Have you ever fussed and complained about the lunch you had to eat the next day? Well, I have done both this week.
Bethany and I spend tons of time together. She just recently gave birth to my beautiful God daughter and I think she looks fabulous. We have had so many conversations about our eating habits and what we should do to become the best we can be...most of the time it is just talk. Well, we put our words in to action and started the meal plans prepared for us by Macros by Misti.
For some people, being upset about a change in diet may seem silly, but that is what happened with me. Food addiction is the only addiction you cannot just walk away from. We have to have food to survive, so for folks like me, changing the way I eat is REALLY difficult. So difficult, in fact, that it seems like an impossible task. I broke down and cried in Walmart (My buddy, Landon, calls it Moomart, thus the reason for the title). Yep, I cried like a big ole baby as I was walking through the store gathering the things I would need for my meal plan. Thankfully, Bethany and I were shopping together and she helped me work through the emotions I was dealing with related to the items I saw on the list.
I am not a fan of protein shakes. I had to be on a liquid diet when I had lapband (I am a lapband failure). I discovered that I associated the protein shakes with failure. I thought this was really interesting. And then there was the tuna pouches...I like tuna sandwiches just fine, you know, with lots of miracle whip and onions and pickles and a little mustard. This lemon pepper stuff was new to me and in case you haven't figured it out, change is hard for me. I finally made it out of the store and had the task of prepping the food for the week.
On Monday morning, I gathered up most of the food I purchased the day before and headed to Tolar. Bethany wanted us to prep together. She wanted to make the process as easy as possible and she wanted to take away all of my excuses. She didn't want to give me a reason not to follow my meal plan. She is doing this with me.
I weighed (274 lbs), took my measurements (I'll talk about those later), and took photos. Talk about an eye opener...I won't be sharing them with the public. I cried and talked about all of the junk that brought up and I was told I should be proud that I was brave enough to take those photos. I didn't do this alone. Bethany weighed and took photos too. I was blown away.
I don't see Bethany as needing to "diet". I see a woman who just gave birth and looks amazing, but I see her with my eyes and not hers. She explained that she needed to do this with me 1) so she could get her pre-baby body back and 2) so we wouldn't have to do it alone.
I survived the tuna and she survived the sandwich with Dijon mustard. We have struggled and we have had success. We have wanted to quit, but we have kept going!
I have lost weight, a whole 7 pounds and I have overcome some major obstacles this week...including the tuna and the shake. I know God has plans to use me in the fitness industry as more than just a trainer's personal assistant. I have to do my part and battle through this stage in my life so that God can use me to change the lives of people like me.
I may not look like I belong behind the table at camp or that I work for a fitness trainer, but you can't see the work God is doing. You are not fully aware of the call He has placed on my life and you may not be able to see how He has linked me and Bethany (and the other trainers I know). I can see most of it and I know Bethany sees it. Keep your eyes open and watch as God transforms me into the servant He desires me to be!
Be blessed!
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