My momma always said, if you don't have anything nice to say--don't say anything.
So that explains the break in blogging.
I honestly had nothing but complaints and nagging to express.
I have officially been on weight watchers one full week. I have lost two pounds. Barely.
I have vigorously counted points. I have been strategically planning food consumption to make the most of what I can have. It's really not that hard. Portion size is by far the most difficult part.
...then again I am lucky that I actually like the taste of vegetables.
My total downfall is exercise. We went to the gym one day out of the seven. I went 4.5 miles on the bike and .5 on the treadmill to wrap it up.
***Literally as I am typing about my lack of physical exercise, Good Morning America is announcing that there are people who exercise too much. Heidi Montag exercises 14 hours per DAY!!!!! I was exhausted after 30 minutes. I would also like to add in at this moment that I in no way shape or form want to look like Heidi Montag nor look to her as a role model of physical fitness. It was just ironic that as I claim that lack of exercise is my burden, other people may have the burden of being obsessed with exercise and a need to be thin.
While on the topic of Heidi Montag and her obsession with looks and weight lets get some things straight about me.
--I will never be 110 pounds with a rockin hot bod. It's not my body type and quite frankly I love food way too much and love sitting way too much.
--I will always struggle with my weight.
--I will go through phases where it bothers me more than others.
--I will unfortunately become obsessed with the topic of weight loss when I am going through one of these phases. Regardless if I am actually successful at it or not.
--I will always choose a cupcake over a carrot.
--I will always think I am pretty, even when I am fat.
--I will always be harsher on myself because I know I can do better.
With all that said, I will continue my day trying to do better than I have done the day before.
...counting my points. telling myself I need to get up and do something.
....while continuing to sit and contemplate what I should do.
....and most likely end up sitting to work on wedding stuff.
...even though mockingly, the wedding is the reason why I should be up and out and doing something.
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