So yeah, pretty much if I’m
not posting, or saying anything specific in general about how I’m doing, it
means I’m off the rails. Which is the
case this week. I just get so damn
disgusted with myself – seriously, over a YEAR in this same exact 10-pound
weight range, with the same pattern over and over.
Gah! Vegas!
Sundresses! Energy!
I am putting all my efforts
for the next few days/weeks/whatever into breaking the *%$#ing 200
barrier. Seriously, it’s FIVE AND A HALF
POUNDS. Really? In the olden days of dieting, that would be
Week 1.
I wish it was (were?) as
simple as “just stop eating junk”. I
really do. No one is holding a gun to my
head to make me eat Doritos! I know
exactly what I need to do to lose weight, and I want to get this weight off my
body SO BADLY. And yet, down the hatch
goes the junk. I don’t get it, I truly
don’t. It’s 100% in my power to completely
change my body. I can buckle down right
now, eat what I’m supposed to, count my calories, work out like a banshee, and
make a major difference within a couple months.
I’m completely allowed to do that.
There are no obstacles in my path other than my own laziness and love of
sugar and salt. I can do it for
free! And I just don’t. Why the hell not?????????????
I love you. You can do it! I've never even lost more than 15lbs in my life and then gained it all back. You have done more. Show me up. Be competitive. :) I don't want to be one of those annoying success stories that are all "oh it's a hard road but you just get out there. RAH RAH RAH" I want to be all, "It's an effin' nightmare, don't gain weight. Just say no kids!"
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