It Started With One Oreo

I cried when I saw the number on the scale.  How could that 99 pound girl have morphed into a 180 pound young woman?  I was disgusted with myself, so I decided to have a snack to make myself feel better.  After all, those calories wouldn’t show up on my body for days.

And there it was.  That stinkin’ thinkin’ that started me down the path to 180 pounds…and it all started with one Oreo.

It was 2004.  My baby sister was getting married, and I was to be her maid of honor.  My friends wanted to see my bridesmaid dress, and after I modeled it for them, someone broke out a package of Oreos.  “What am I doing?!” I said as I chomped on that delectable Oreo (seriously, I could eat Oreos for every meal and be completely satisfied!).  “I have a bridesmaid dress to fit into!”

And then the line that would play a big role in my undoing.  “Those calories aren’t going to show up for days!” one friend said.

Karen's wedding 001What he said is absolutely true.  Weight gain happens when the number of calories consumed outweighs the number of calories burned.  The calories of one Oreo wouldn’t cause me to bust out of my dress (that’s me in the purple dress).  But continually consuming more calories than I burn will EVENTUALLY show up as extra padding on my body.

My brain selectively chose to ignore that last bit of truth, and the salve that I used to soothe the guilt of eating those bad-for-me treats was the fact that those calories wouldn’t change the way I looked TODAY.

I promise we’ll get to the stories of how I lost the weight soon, but an important part of my weight loss story is realizing how I got to where I was.  I had to reflect on thoughts and beliefs that led to my behaviors and realize that stinkin’ thinkin’ (those negative thoughts and false beliefs) had to change before my physical self could change.

I’ll share more about other harmful thoughts and beliefs that held me back from health, but if you’re thinking about losing weight, could I challenge you to begin reflecting on how you got to where you are?  Can you identify some stinkin’ thinkin’ that needs to change so you can find  your healthy?



Author: Juanita

Thanks for dropping in! I'm Juanita. People tell me I don't look like a Juanita since I'm red headed and freckled with super pale skin, but what's in a name, right? I'm a 40-something, single (as in no kids, never been married) gal from Oklahoma. I'm a nurse and most importantly, a follower of Jesus. I love chocolate, am scared of heights, and petrified of snakes. After my fortieth birthday and coming to grips with the fact that I was obese, I discovered I'm a runner and a CrossFitter, and that there's a whole lot of life left to live. I just had to get past the fat, stare down the fear, and realize that 40 is not too old for new beginnings. So this is the story of my struggles and adventures in the quest to live a healthy life in mind, body, and soul.

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