I frequent the gym four days a week, but my metabolism is about as fast as…well…let’s just say it flatlines around the holidays. I must burn off every calorie I consume, I must jog like Rocky, and I must eat like a rabbit. Or I just need to be disciplined.
Must…not…eat…the delicious cookies I baked (all 15 dozen of them). I thought we could just start a little support group prior to the stuffing and gorging of holiday eggnog, cookies, alcohol, and homemade rolls.
Don’t make them lie, guys and gals. If they were good to you before, they will probably be good to you…when, well, you put on the “winter woo.” Of course your ass will look fat if you binge on all those cookies. Weight has been a struggle my entire life, but do I feel great when I’m in shape. Keep your shape - how’re you gonna do it?
By avoiding making/buying all those cookies in the first place. If they’re sitting in my apartment, I know I won’t be able to resist them, but it’s a little easier to resist at the register.
The term comes from my fiance who is Irish/Canadian. He has a bit of an accent so the “woo” actually comes from the word “wool” - just sounds like woo. We have two goats that get so fat when the weather turns cold, we always say they’re putting on their winter woo. I was actually considering cutting the door wider so our grey goat (Nikki) can get in and out of the door easily. Poor goats - they didn’t even have any cookies.
I went and saw a dietician a while back due to various health concerns. Now I’m not obese, but I was diagnosed with hypoglycemia and hypothyroidism and wanted to make sure I didn’t tip into diabetes. She gave me a daily calorie goal/limit and an exercise regimen. I write everything I eat down so I have to stare at the hard truth of it. I make myself drink water.
I bought a stepper and I exercise during my favorite shows. I tell myself I can only watch if I exercise while I do it. I give myself every other day off and veg on the couch. So far I’ve dropped ten pounds in two months. Slow going, but amazing for me because the thyroid makes it impossible to lose any weight.
Slow and steady, no miracle cure, nothing out of this world. I don’t bake cookies. I get food as a gift and I give it away or throw it away. I’m hoping it keeps me healthy, and every appreciative glance and new item of clothing that fits right is just icing on the cake.
It’s hard to keep up the motivation, but my diet buddy does wonders for that. It’s really important to be able to share this with someone. When your weight is a lifelong issue, you stress out a lot wishing that your body could just cooperate and not need the work, but it just does.
Oh, and I tell myself if I can’t have the cookie now, no big deal, not the last cookie I’ll ever have a chance to eat. I’m getting less emotional about food every day, which I’m really proud of. Good luck. Wanna start an online buddy system?
Surely! We can either post them on here, or contact each other via email. I must leave where I’m at soon, but will most certainly try to get back on here tonight from my personal computer.
