In the past ten years I have been up (240) and down (135) the scale time and again. This time I am on the 'up' side of the scale. I want to loose the weight. I figure the humiliation of putting this on the internet and the friends that I have told of this to hold me accountable just might make this happen. It is going to take a lot of encouragement and support. Not to mention the hard work on my part. Follow my struggle here.
Monday, August 2, 2010
The battle of the bulge, the battle of indulge(ing).
On comes Monday – weekdays I weigh myself. +5lbs. A.w.e.s.o.m.e.
Recap of the weekend. Oh, I see where I went wrong, I know what I did. No one to blame but myself. No way to undo my mistakes. When I drink I snack. If snacks are handy when I talk, I snack.
I do not have the metabolism of a lab rat on crack. I am not genetically designed to loose weight easily. I have a sturdy frame with curves. I have a body that will gain weight at the drop of a hat.
I know this. I also know that I will likely loose at least half of what I gained over the weekend in the next few days. My point is that if I allow these 5lbs over the weekend to remain the norm I am never ever going to hit my goal of 150lbs.
This entry is serving as a mental slap across the face to wake up and realize what I am doing to myself.
I can attend a bbq and eat what I want –in moderation. Say no to popsicles (unless they are post run). I need to remember to bring some ‘safe’ snacks for me. Carrots are good! Moderation is good! Being healthy is good!
I feel better when I am being healthy and I am proud of myself for being healthy. I can do this!!!
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