I stepped on the scale today....just for shits and giggles. People...it was horrifying. I about collapsed and had a heart attack right there. Imagine the frightening image my cat saw when I cursed the scale and lost it. The past month or so, I've been holding steady between 147-149. Today?
153.8
Gross. Now I know it's not all real weight...I was a pig yesterday and ate pretty much everything in sight, so I'm hoping it's water weight.
This has to stop. My eating is starting to get out of control again, and I keep telling myself I'm going to start an exercise program, and never do. I try to get up in the mornings to work out, but I don't. No more of that.
Expect another blog post from me today. I'll be making plans. This is happening. And I know a lot of people (including myself) make huge, grand plans, and then never follow through. But that's what I have this blog for. And I need to force myself to stick to it. I'm tired of living this way.
I'll be back in a bit.
No comments:
Post a Comment