I was talking to a very dear friend of mine, a lifer (you might say as we've been amazing friends for over ten years now,) and I was expressing how I believe that being home all day is actually better for my WW effort than being at work. That used to be reversed.See the first time I WW I was young and lived with an asshole who told me that everything I did was shit. If I drew a picture, he could have done it better. If I cooked a meal, it tasted like feet. Real jerk, but love is nothing if not tolerant (especially young, stupid, blind, desperate love.) Anyway, I went to the store and bought up frozen dinners and ate boiled eggs. I worked out and kept busy. At home, just sitting, I ate.
Now, I am older and with a new partner who, while not completely asshole free, is amazing at being super supportive and kind and she encouraged me to cook again a couple of years ago. I had asked her to make a pizza for me from a recipe that I had found in a Rachael Ray cook book. She said, "Just go to the store, buy what it says and follow the directions." I did, and it was the first of many A-mazing pizzas I now cook. Only over time I learned to trust myself, switch things up - follow flavor instinct. I cook things from recipes and from my own thoughts. I am an awesome cook! Proof:Back to the point, you say. Well, alright then, I answer, the point is that now that I can cook and I like cooking it is easier to be home and cook good, healthy, low point meals. On a weekend I eat at home and I eat things that taste and look like they are coming from a restaurant. But running around all day and I eat crappy snacks and a a quick lunch (which has been amazing sandwich but still!) I just wish I had more time to prepare my food, and be with my kids, and sleep and - well, pretty much live!
Little FAT Me
I work full time and I barely have time to breathe. In 2005 hurricane Katrina rearranged my life, since then I have gained roughly 80-90 pounds. I believe that it started in depression and became an addiction. I have started and failed many diets and then decided that MAYBE if I combine diet and exercise with blogging and shopping I might be able to find success. This is the story of 2010 and my struggle to rise above addiction, pain, depression and fat.
- Little FAT Me
- 30. Mother. Wife. Artist. Psychic (sensitive.) Writer. Singer. Rain dancer. Lover. Daughter. Sister. Child of God.
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