stress + more stress = fat
Monday, September 17, 2007
I hear the stories of women who are so stressed about their wedding that they can't keep the weight on. I remember the woman fitting me for my wedding gown, saying that she'd probably have to take it in because most women lose weight because of the stress. Let's just say that a month before my wedding, I was crying in the fitting room as beads dropped to the floor. The seamstress had to completely take apart, let out, and re-bead my dress because I had gained weight. I am an emotional eater...hear me roar. (At a bowl of ice cream). At least I am now aware of it. At least when I went in to the freezer a half hour ago, I said to myself, "I am eating this frozen yogurt because it tastes good and therefore, makes me feel better." I've learned a few other things--I'm eating frozen yogurt (LOVE Edy's Carmel and Pralines). I also went for a walk/jog before eating my tablespoon of yogurt (rather than the rest of the container). So, I'm getting better and I am aware of my weakness.
This realization comes at a tough time, when both kids have Roseola, work is extremely stressful--fun, but stressful, and the move is closing in. My usual workout routine has been completely disrupted. I used to put exercise as a top priority, but I just can't do that this month. I try to plan healthy meals and travel to several stores to get the best quality of food for a good price. I have planned, but I'm usually too tired to actually make the meals. Pizza has become my lover once again. We've downgraded our take out to Top's Grocery Store pizza (they have a take out area) so it's cheaper and I feel better because I categorize it as part of "groceries" in our budget. Hey--I have to justify it somehow.
The things that are keeping me going are my amazing friends. Amy has inspired a bunch of us with her running streak, and so that is why I did my first day of the Couch to 5K workout. It was only about 30 minutes with warm up and cool down, we have a beautiful sunny, but cool day today, and I was going to pull every last hair out of my head if I didn't get the kids outside. My cousin's wife, Lindsay, paid me a huge compliment saying that I had inspired her to start working out with a trainer, and in turn her commitment inspires me. She has even started biking to the gym twice a week! Healthy and environmentally friendly! I can't wait to get into a new routine at our new house.
My last insight for today is this: I stopped by my friend's house who lives around the corner and has two girls the same age as my kiddos. Last week she helped us out in a bind, by watching the kids for an hour, while Kyle and I went to pick up our awesome Craig's list find (an armoire for Kaela's room). I wanted to drop off a box of Bear Paws (it's a Canadian thing) because the kids took them over before and they all seemed to love them. Anyway, I rudely just stopped over since she is around the corner, and when she answered the door she had some comfy pants, a long t-shirt, and sweatshirt on. The girls were completely naked. I thought I was looking in the mirror! That could be me on any given day...comfy clothes and naked butts! I quickly wondered if I could back out of this whole moving thing--Wilson is just too far from her!
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