Weight Loss 2010.. What a doozie!

So, I decided to join 'The biggest loser" competition at work. Not only was I scared shitless at the thought of getting on a scale weekly, but I was afraid of failure. See, there are these things called Volcano Taco's that literally have crack in them. I'm not kidding, I could eat these damn tacos by the boatload. Taco Bell is good for doing this kinda thing to me each year. A few years back it was the Crunchwrap. Dont get me wrong, I will still slam a crunchwrap, but I dont crave it as much as the volcano taco.
Those and gummy bears. Something about gummy bears just makes my heart happy. And my mouth happy too. And my stomach.
~ANYWAYS~
We are on the second week of the competition. I started to eat less and count my calories the week before the actual competition started, because to be honest, I was packin away some serious calories. So, Im not going to post my starting weight, but so far, Im down around 6.5 pounds, and this is the second week of the competition.
I must say, Im pretty proud of myself. It's hard going from eating bagels, burritos, cheeseburgers and fries, to salads, tuna sandwiches and Smart Ones. It's still an adjustment for me, as I still cook dinner for Aaron and Soleil each night, and sometimes I have to ask for just a teeny bight of what they are having, because if I know anything about me, I know that if I restrict myself completely, I WILL fail.
I do still enjoy the occasional volcano taco, or tostada, I have completely cut out things like soda, McDonalds double cheeseburgers, caffine, and most chocolate. I know, crazy, hua??!!
I even ordered my sandwich MINUS mayo today, and if you know anything about me, you know I dont skimp on mayo, cheese or sour cream.
Baby steps, but Im on the upward climb. My goals are not unrealistic, but obtainable. I WILL continue to drop a few pounds a week, and hopefully by the end of summer, or even this time next year, I will be standing next to all my skinny, beautiful, gorgeous frieneds wearing a size 9 or hey, maybe even smaller, and I will hold my head up high again and be proud of my accomplishments.
It's not about how much you can lose, or how minimal you can eat, it's about taking it day by day. There are going to be days, or even weeks, that I slip up. Im human, and it's been a long road filled with jalapeno poppers and burgers, but with the motivation my family has been giving me, and the sun starting to peek back out, I will do my very best to become what I want to become.
Im doing this for myself and for my daughter, so she dosnt think fast food is ok to eat each day, and so that her mom can see her graduate college, and help her raise her babies, without being an extremely large obese, overweight person.
I couldnt do this without the support Ive received from my husband, daughter, friends and co-workers.
Im truly blessed. Each day, I must hold my head up and thank the good lord for all my blessings, because he has been very good to me.
Now it's almost time to go home, cook dinner for the family, and make a HUGE salad for myself tonight. Im craving a big salad and maybe even a small desert!
Count your blessings, because each day is a gift, not a right.