one donut won't hurt i would tell myself.
i debated this morning about a donut. starbucks had these cute little sample donuts. and i thought.
it won't hurt.
but this morning i said no. i walked away with my coffee in hand and thoughts of my breakfast in my head.
during that i was reminded of when i didn't connect what i ate to the junk in my trunk. for some reason i thought that i could eat whatever i wanted to and it wouldn't affect my body.
i ignored glaring problems
- my feet would hurt when i would wake up
- i would lose my breath when i walked up the stairs, seriously. that's hot.
- i couldn't cross my legs anymore
- i couldn't bend over to paint my toenails
- i kept buying bigger clothes
- i was always so tired after work
some of those are superficial things...but some of those pointed to bigger issues. i'm barely pushing 5 feet 5 inches...and i was carrying a lot of weight...228 pounds....93 extra pounds on my small frame...no wonder i couldn't breathe...my lungs were pushing up against a big wad of weight...and no wonder my feet hurt, they were carrying lots of weight and no wonder...no wonder...no wonder.
so. i said no to the donut this morning. it's the little decisions that i have to make as an investment into my health. ofcourse i could've eaten it, i worked out this morning and it's within my daily points allowance (weight watchers :) )...but i remember...it's those little decisions that have big effects.
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these posts are so honest and vulnerable. sometimes it's hard to believe how far you've come and how much hard work and determination it's taken for you to completely change your lifestyle. i am blown away with your commitment and overwhelmed with thankfulness for where you are now. you are an inspiration to me my friend!!
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