I've kind of been letting everyone know that I'm trying to lose some serious weight. I'm on my way, but I've got a long way to go still.
For anyone who's ever tried to lose any significant amount of weight, you know that it's recommended to address the why.... why did you gain the weight in the first place. Put the kibosh on the why, and it will help you lose it and keep it off.
So I've been thinking about my why.... why did I get fat?
Since I gained all my weight after marrying Oby, I've tried blaming it on him. But let's get real. I need to stop placing blame on someone else....
And obviously it's not because of anything I did or didn't do. It has nothing to do with my ability to down an entire bag of Dorito's in a one-hour period, my love of Mountain Dew, or family-sized bags of cheddar popcorn.
So if it's not Oby and it's most certainly not ME, what could it be? Why did I get so fat?
My feet. I get terribly sharp pains in my feet whenever I work out.... about five minutes in. I kept thinking I needed to implement mind over matter and just trudge through the pain. But seriously it feels like I'm walking on very large, very sharp knives. So I finally decided to go to a podiatrist and try to get it figured out.
Turns out I have neuromas in both of my feet....
The good news: They can fix it. The bad news: The fix includes putting a very large needle in my foot every two weeks for 28 weeks..... 28! That's a lot of weeks!
So I'm only losing weight by changing my food intake. I do work out on the bike and lifting weights, but it's slower weight loss than jogging/running would be. Hopefully the saying is true, that slow and steady wins the race, because that's how my weight loss has been.... slow and steady, but I'll get there! I've got to get there because I'm determined to get the storage bin labeled "skinny clothes" out of storage by the end of the year.