I live a life of gluttony. I own this fact. I'm not in
denial. It is all my own doing. I love carbohydrates,
cheese of any kind, and wine of any color.
I have gained 9 pounds since the summer began.
My goal was to lose 20 lbs. by June (clearly that didn't happen). I had found a walking buddy in my neighborhood, and we actually had quite a routine down. I started cooking straight out of Weight Watchers cookbooks. I was taking supplements. I was drinking lots of water.
Then I tore my ACL. Figures.
I gain weight just by being in the same room as anything with calories. I have no self-control. No will power.
I used to. Until I had children. Then I went into survival mode.
My "fat" clothes are getting too tight. It's pathetic. I'm completely disgusted with myself. I might as well move into a barn, grow utters and start making milk.
So, what do I do to make myself feel better??
Eat. And drink wine. I'm awesome.
I'm giving myself one more week of free-for-all-trough-feeding, and then buckling down. Seriously. I'm putting this into cyber-space to keep myself accountable. Must turn this jello into muscle by Christmas.
Wish me luck! (personally, I give it two weeks) But, I WILL look like this again:
(even if it requires rehab, starvation and plastic surgery)