It has officially been a long ass time. More than a decade, lord. I was going to title this "Guess who's fat guess who's fat a la slim shady but alas. Apparently ignoring your weight doesn't actually help, who knew. I saw some pictures of myself from 2013 when I still thought I was huge and wow do I have a long way to go. And I'm realizing how little I appreciated what I had and how hard I worked then. But anyway I'm back. Working noom, or well trying to be more open to it anyway. My crappy attitude is not helping at all. Nor did Covid, and work stress, and my iron level being so low Tupperware had higher numbers. Things happened. Not just to me and I need to stop with the damn excuses. I may never hit the numbers I had in those photos but it's a good reminder that my body is very different and it is capable of change even if it's just a little bit.
Positives: I can run a mile without stopping, I don't think I was EVER capable of that in the past even with significantly less body to pull along. Thank you iron supplements! I can afford healthy food, nutrition coaching, exercise equipment and the only real problem is how much I use my tools to move forward with my goals. I have the rest of my life left to live and if it takes a year to lose ten pounds it's better than freaking gaining them.
I ventured into the community in Noon, thinking about how the support and or the accountability of writing about my weight is something I haven't had for a while. Will it help me to update the blog and reach out to the Noom community, I don't know. I know not doing it didn't help either. so. I'm embracing change. I'm going to embrace eating more sweet potatoes and quinoa and damnit just doing things differently all together. If I really get brave I'll post a current picture, if only to remind myself what all the damn sweet potatoes are for.