One More Try

I really loathe dieting.  Seriously.  I don’t like telling myself that I can or can’t have something.  I don’t like worrying about calories or sugar or fat or carbs or anything else.

I just can’t stand it.

And I’ve tried darn near every method out there.

I’ve gone no carb, low carb, cut the sugar, count the calories, portion control containers, fancy pills, super shakes, cut the fat, load up on the protein, fruit in the morning, no fruit at all, and so on and so forth.

And I’ve done the exercise to go with it.  I’ve done gyms and fancy workout routines within the gyms, I’ve done walking and shaking and jumping and jiggling.  I’ve used weights and my own body weight.  I’ve raised my heart rate and sweated until the carpet was soaked.  I’ve done it all.

And I’m fat.

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Disconnected

I made a very big decision this evening.

If you’ll remember, I left Facebook once before, but then I rejoined.  I haven’t been happy about it.  Tonight, I decided to delete it again.  I just don’t want to be on there.  And I felt instant relief!

I also decided to go ahead and delete my Twitter account.  I’ve always enjoyed Twitter, but lately I find that I am getting frustrated and annoyed by just about everything on my feed.  Sometimes it can be hard for me to just look away, so I took the big step and deleted it.

I feel a sense of freedom.  Like I’ve just gained a part of my life back.  And I know that sounds extreme, but that is how I feel.

Don’t worry, I kept Instagram.  I love that!  And I’m on Pinterest because I am finding great ideas there for cooking and decorating.

I know to many it may seem silly, but I just need to not have all that social media clutter in my mind.  It’s like I just gave myself permission to breathe again!