Okay, if you’ve been following my blog, my emails or my facebook or twitter account for any length of time, then you know that my mother-in-law lives with me now.
And she came to live with us in March or somewhere around that time frame.
When she came to my home she was HUGE!
There, I said it.
And… NO, I have no shame in saying it.
She walked through the threshold of my door at a whopping 280 pounds.
Thats right 280.
And she brought all of her fat behaviors, fat thoughts and fat tendencies with her.
THAT’S RIGHT….I SAID IT.
So what?!?!? Deal with it.
She walked in my house and put her Super Sized cup of sweet tea on my counter and her McDonalds bag on my dinner table and I damn near had a conniption!
“Awwwww Helllll Naw!”
I can remember throwing all of her food in the garbage and her sweet tea down the sink and watching the look on her face as she thought I was “disrespecting her” in “my house” LOL!
Ha! I still laugh thinking about it.
It was all Traci’s fault (my wife).
She didn’t hip her to the house rules so she had to learn the hard way.
Now I am HAPPY TO REPORT that my mother-in-law is NOW
(DRUM ROLL PLEASE…………….)
From 280 to 236 with ZERO exercise.
Who da man?
You da man Rhadi! You da man!!! (I will not wait for you to give me a pep rally, I hold my own numerous times throughout the day.) – Yes, I said it. Deal with it!
Now That’s The “Praise
Another Report >:-\
Now this ride ain’t been all “greens and chitlins” (translation… it hasn’t been easy). LOL
Just now as I write this, I just found a Pepsi in my frigde that I just poured down the sink.
My mother-in-law still sneaks off to fast food joints because she still has “incorrect” thoughts and she still gets “excited” at the thought of bread, pizza, cakes, pies, hush puppies, fried fish, fried chicken and rice.
And that’s COOL!!
Once an addict, always an addict.
About a month and a half ago, I took one of my friends from the Bahamas to Krispy Kreme because he never had Krispy Kreme donuts before.
Now I know, Krispy Kreme is a weakness of mine, but I thought I’d be okay. So, I went with him and before I knew it, I was knee-deep in glazed donuts (ha, ha – funny joke for the people that get it). And before I knew I was sitting on my couch SICK. Stomach hurting. Filled with donuts and 2% milk. (can’t have them Krispy Kremes without the milk! Thats like a sin….. a double sin!)
Now I know I’m a Krispy Kreme addict. I will be in rehab all my life and I will always have a problem. I accept that.
Now what some of you need to accept is the fact that YOU HAVE A FRIGGIN’ PROBLEM.
And that’s cool.
What’s NOT cool, is to think that your problem is bigger than YOU.
Here’s What I Know
Everything that the “man upstairs” puts on your plate, you can handle.
This problem that you have, is just that…. a small problem.
But like my mother-in-law, you can’t fix it without some help or some people around you supporting you.
I smile on the inside when I see my mother-in-law get up from the couch and not have to do the “counter-balance” rock in order to get up.
She doesn’t even realize she doesn’t do it anymore.
She can reach down and put on her shoes without taking a deep breath.
And she *smiles* every time she checks her weight on the scale.
She admits that its difficult and different, but she loves her new look.
I just want her to be around for a long time. That will make my wife happy.
And…… what makes my wife happy, makes me happy
Keys for the day….
1. If you’re married… make your spouse happy.
2. Eat right and get tight.
3. Problems have a solutions. Problems aren’t Phree and neither are the solutions (they cost time and/or money)
4. Get the help you need. You can’t just pray. You have to work and pray.
5. Listen to me. LOL (seriously…. listen to me….I’m serious >:-| stop playin’……. LISTEN TO ME!)
Dedicated to your Improvement,