Tuesday

In the last few days, I’ve talked to two of my friends who have recently lost a lot of weight.   The first friend, I’ll call her Salena (because that’s her name) lost 75 pounds in about six months.  She breezed into an office I was visiting, and I was amazed at how great she looked.   She’s lost several dress sizes, and I asked her how she was doing it…very low carbs.    Most of her carbs come from fruit.   She said she cut originally cut out the carbs for health reasons, and found that the benefits have been very worth the sacrifice.  

A second friend, whom I’ll call Jacque because…yes, you guessed it, that’s her name…has lost 100 el-bees.  She has a lap band.   Like Salena, she told me how much better she felt, and like Salena, she looked great!    I didn’t have to ask her if she ever regretted her decision…she was happy!

El-bees?   Lbs.  Pounds.   But you knew that.

I want that!   I want to feel better!   When it comes to diets, I am not good at sacrificing, and I am not good at suffering…but I am suffering with the plight of carrying extra weight and sacrificing things I’d like to do but can’t/won’t because of my weight.    The big question is:  Which suffering sacrifice will be more worth it in the long run?

Of course, I know the answer.

Now to figure out which way I can live (live being a key word) the rest of my life.   Low carb?   Lap band?  Count calories?   Count fat?   Core Plan?   Weigh-down?      And then there’s walking in freedom…I’ve come to realize that freedom is much more than just controlling the appetite.

Yesterday was a beautiful, happy, successful day, and I am very thankful.