Confession Time! ((ABSOLUTELY NO JUDGEMENT))

This thread has me dying! LOL. It also has me (because I have no self control) going to the store on my lunch break to get a can of cream cheese frosting to keep in my desk drawer and changing my meals around to accomodate those cals from the frosting I will eat today. No large Wendy's chili and baked potato for me. It's gonna be a small chili and frosting!!!! YEAH

TheVirgoddess wrote: »

My confession: I rarely hit 5,000 steps on my FitBit. I feel like crap about it, every day, and I won't add any more friends on there because I don't want to feel even worse.

Me too! I am on page 17 of this thread and read the entire thing at my desk, on work time. It has made me smile and laugh out loud. I think I identify with every single person on this thread. Except for Judgy Pants. She makes me want to punch the next perfect body woman I come to at the gym. In fact, the one that does her entire 45 minute run by doing side shuffles at the speed of a gazelle on incline 10 comes to mind. I'm not judging her, mind you. I am stating a fact. I wanted to push her tight little *kitten* off the treadmill before but JP has put me over the edge. Since I prefer family life to jail time, I will refrain. For now.

I work in an office and the only steps I get in on my Fitbit are going to and from the printer. I went to Florida with my son for a college visit a few weeks ago and joined one of the work week challenges and the weekend warrior because I knew with the school visit and parks we visited, I would rock the steps. I crushed all my opponents. Now I am back to my dismal 4,000 steps a day.

I change my goals to suit my eating habits sometimes. If I really want the wine, I suddenly only want to lose half a pound instead of 2. If I want popcorn with real salted butter, I miraculously want to gain weight.

Lindor caramel truffles have no calories. None. They do not have sugar or fat either. They just go from the center console in my car to my mouth with no evil consequences.

I sometimes wear clothes that are too large so my coworkers comment on how my clothes are getting loose. (Notice how I fit lose and loose correctly into my post? I'm a genius. Take that J Pants!)

And, drum roll please, I used to be Judgy Pants. I am 5'9" and weighed 75 pounds less than I do now on the day I gave birth to my first son. I left the hospital weighing less than my pre-birth weight. I had a rockin body and wasn't afraid to flaunt it. I lived for Jazzercize. I judged everyone who wasn't skinny. "If I ever get that like, shoot me and put me out of my misery." I constantly complained about how fat I was if I only gained a pound. Someone should have seriously knocked my skinny *kitten* off the treadmill. Wait, jail time. Don't do it. Then, I had an accident that led to multiple surgeries and weight gain. Suddenly, I get it. I struggle to stay active and eat right. What I could eat before, I can't now. Damn you salty chips!

fotofreak01 wrote: »

Most days, I really don't care if I am forever fat and unhealthy. I don't care if I have a heart attack and die. Then I think about how, if I did, my kids, although grown, would be devastated so I continue. And it just pisses me off.

This is exactly how I feel.

When my husband(he was just my boyfriend back then) and I first moved in together we also had a roommate. A few friends came over to help us move into our new place. They were outside having a smoke and I had to go number 2 really bad. Our bathrooms were in our rooms and I was so scared of stinking up the room where my bf would know it was me. So, I used our roommate's bathroom and clogged the toilet up something fierce! Later, when our roommate found it I blamed John, one of the guys who helped us move. And John gave me a look...and then agreed that he did it. He took the blame for my toilet clogging. And I've never told anyone. Until now.

Haven't seen this one yet. I love salt. I will pour soy sauce or A-1 into the palm of my hand and lick it off just to get a salt kick. And I've had borderline to high blood pressure for 10 years so I REALLY should stop that. As a kid I used to cut a lemon in half, put a ton of salt on it, squeeze the juice in my mouth and then dig out the pulp and such with my front teeth. My teeth were seriously damaged by this, they looked broken but had really worn away from the acid. The dentist accused me of being bulimic. I had to get crowns but my parents couldn't afford them so I didn't get them until I was 22 and had my own insurance and money.

mwm158 wrote: »

I'm unhappy. I determined that if I'm busy, I don't notice. I started working 75+ hours a week so I'm always busy and don't have time to think about anything. I don't know where the last 6 years went. They are a blur, and I'm still unhappy.

This made me really sad. HUGS!

dbanks80 wrote: »

Alatariel75 wrote: »

Lisa1971 wrote: »

Ok, here's mine. I keyed up my previous neighbor's brand new sports car. Why? Because him and his gf were house sitting and dog sitting for us while hubby and I were on vacation. Came home and found my great dane had been starved and was skin and bones. Sadly, the vet couldn't save him. Apparently the dog had swallowed a large hunting sock and the blockage made him vomit for days. I didn't get so much as an apology from them so one night I got rip roaring drunk, walked over to their house at 2am and keyed the crap out of the nice pretty car. No one knows except my best friend. Oh, and all of you guys! LOL!

I can't say I blame you, and if it was my dog I'd be saying they got off bloody lightly!!

As a total dog lover (see my avatar). I dont even think I need to be drunk to do that!!!!!!! That calls for a good *kitten* kicking!

Agreed!

crazykatlady_ wrote: »

When my husband(he was just my boyfriend back then) and I first moved in together we also had a roommate. A few friends came over to help us move into our new place. They were outside having a smoke and I had to go number 2 really bad. Our bathrooms were in our rooms and I was so scared of stinking up the room where my bf would know it was me. So, I used our roommate's bathroom and clogged the toilet up something fierce! Later, when our roommate found it I blamed John, one of the guys who helped us move. And John gave me a look...and then agreed that he did it. He took the blame for my toilet clogging. And I've never told anyone. Until now.

OMG I would DIE of embarrassment! Very funny though...but I would just die!

Francl27 wrote: »

I got more...

I feel guilty when I don't workout. Rest days = guilt. Feeling sick and not working out = guilt. Only burning 200 calories at the gym because I'm not feeling too good = guilt. Not being able to workout for 3 days because I got the DOMS of Hell from starting a new workout routine = guilt. Yeah, I could eat a bit less to make up for that (I do use TDEE anyway) but I never do it.

I changed my goal to my TDEE with no deficit so I stop feeling guilty on days when I end up eating at maintenance (due to hunger, or more often, small binges). Still not working.

I need a therapist.

I do agree that we need a 'what I binged on today' thread.

Also, for those who don't wash their hair every day... how? I sweat so much when I workout (which is pretty much every day, see above), I can't imagine not washing it every time.

Oh and forget health - I only exercise so I can eat more.

It depends on if you have straight or curly hair. Curly hair is generally more dry and prone to breakage than straight hair. I wash my hair once a week, and if I'm feeling lazy once every 2 weeks.

I go to spin class once a week. I based my decision on which class to attend purely on the fact the instructor is absolutely gorgeous. The music he plays is awful and doesn't motivate me at all to get through the workout, but I still go religiously just to look at his beautiful face...

HugeBum wrote: »

I go to spin class once a week. I based my decision on which class to attend purely on the fact the instructor is absolutely gorgeous. The music he plays is awful and doesn't motivate me at all to get through the workout, but I still go religiously just to look at his beautiful face...

At least you're looking at good eye candy while dying . You're lucky, none of the spin instructors at the place I go are attractive.

I cannot have any kind of junk food in the house. I have no self control and will eat an entire bag of family size chips in one sitting if it's there. I have learned the only way for me to control my snacking is to stock my fridge with huge amounts of vegies and fruit so I have no other option. I would also rather stuff myself with zucchini noodles than feel like I'm starving myself.

When I know I have put on weight I intentionally do not weigh myself because I'm afraid of what the number will say. (I also do not actually own a scale) I am only basing my weight loss on my pant sizes. When I get down to a size 8 pair of non super stretchy jeans, then I'll go stand on a scale again.

I ate most of a block of cheese last night. And it wasn't mine.

jdhcm2006 wrote: »

Francl27 wrote: »

I got more...

I feel guilty when I don't workout. Rest days = guilt. Feeling sick and not working out = guilt. Only burning 200 calories at the gym because I'm not feeling too good = guilt. Not being able to workout for 3 days because I got the DOMS of Hell from starting a new workout routine = guilt. Yeah, I could eat a bit less to make up for that (I do use TDEE anyway) but I never do it.

I changed my goal to my TDEE with no deficit so I stop feeling guilty on days when I end up eating at maintenance (due to hunger, or more often, small binges). Still not working.

I need a therapist.

I do agree that we need a 'what I binged on today' thread.

Also, for those who don't wash their hair every day... how? I sweat so much when I workout (which is pretty much every day, see above), I can't imagine not washing it every time.

Oh and forget health - I only exercise so I can eat more.

It depends on if you have straight or curly hair. Curly hair is generally more dry and prone to breakage than straight hair. I wash my hair once a week, and if I'm feeling lazy once every 2 weeks.

I rinse mine and run conditioner through it every day but I only use shampoo once a week or less. If it was long enough to be pulled back, I'd probably go every other day with the conditioner.

I can push myself at the gym, but when I try to work out from home, I can't even get through a 11 minute blogilates video. I'm disappointed that I give up on myself so quickly.