Fatty Fatty Two By Four...

*283lb*
I have posted about my surgery, smoking, and how sad assed I could be if I really wanted to..but I am not *grin*. Now it is time to talk turkey. Mmm! Tasty Tasty Turkey. I love food. My husband loves food. We are what you would call foodies. We watch food porn on tv when we are hungry and we like to go to restaurants with cloth napkins.  I will never stop loving food, I just need to learn how to love less of it.  We want to plan future vacations on places to dine. Food will always be there so I had to tackle this a different way. Enter stage left is Dr. GP.
My GP is a really nice man and a pretty damn good Dr. First of all, he is fat or he was fat. He joined Weight Watchers and lost a ton..literally. He told me that one Oreo cookie is 50 calories. Now imagine in your mind how many Oreos can you snatch from the pack at one time. I always like round numbers so I always grabbed six. Six times fifty equals three hundred! Three hundred calories and that does not include the milk!
The DR. told me that I need to eat less and exercise. If I do one and not the other, it will never work. I will be like a hamster on a wheel..going no place. He feels (and I agree) that I am not a good candidate for weight loss surgery because of my love of food. It would never work and I would be miserable. So I have to do this the old fashioned way. It took a long time to put the weight on, it will take a long time to take the weight off.
  Hubs and I had started walking in January of last year when I was healed enough to handle long distances. We started off with a nice easy one mile that had easy slopes. Then we graduated to a son-of-a-bitch hill for a mile and then extended that to two miles. I was doing great until the heel bullshit happened. Damn feet! This is why I am so discouraged and why I said enough is enough. I have always been light on my feet and I never walked like I was having a problem. I was as graceful as ReRun. Then the feet thing started and I hate it. I hate hobbling and the way that I look. Fat lady hobbling..like you have never seen that before. I have had ENOUGH!
My plan is to try to eat much better. The ingredients are in the house. I should not have a problem. Most of you know about my Oldest but for those that do not..she is a Vegan. She has been one for almost five years. I know how to cook Vegan because I watch and I used to help her. But I am not going to go down that road. I am a carnivore through and through. So here is my plan: Veggies, Fruit, Meats, Legumes, whole grains. I am going to try to avoid the white carbs..white bread, rice, and pasta. Oh..I have to try and stay away from my beloved Lays. And we are not going to rely on take out anymore unless Hubs and I are sick.  I can still have chocolate once a month (I would just die if I could not have it). Youngest and I are going to go to the gym to do our thing. And hopefully I can get more long distances walks in like before. If I just soldier through the pain, lose more weight, it will be easier on the feet. I went to the foot dr already. He gave me some exercises and told me what to do. It has so far worked for my right foot but not my left. I am afraid of having a cortisone shot in my heel so I am going to suffer for a bit longer.
I will be posting pictures of meals that I am making. I will talk about food . Every Friday I am going to weigh in..the good, the bad, and the ugly. Whatever is says goes! I will post about what I did for exercise that day. If I actually did any and if I did not then why. And maybe...just maybe I will post pictures of myself. I am being real and honest with myself (and you all) but I do not think I am ready to be that revealing. I have a couple pictures but I am going wait till I get the courage or if I am drunk..and those that know me know that I do not drink anymore. hehehe
So this is what it is going to be. I might throw some stories in the mix too. We will see how the wind blows...