As I battled the psychological war, the Battle of the Bulge continued to rage on with the enemy steadily gaining ground and winning. UGH!
Solace and comfort is found in the pantry. But as my pants grow tighter, so does the disgust with myself.
Besides trying to schedule in vacuuming and laundry and washing the dog and classes and "ME" time, I need to squeeze in exercise...because I am tired of squeezing into my clothes! I miss when they felt loose, when I could see the ridges of my belly and the bones on my ribcage.
Damn you!! Damn you chocolate cake, pistachio ice cream, apple pie, bread pudding, Lay's sour cream and onion potato chips (OH why can't I have just one?!), animal crackers, peanut butter.....!!!!!!!
My eating habits have slowly slipped back into familiar routines. Bad routines. I'm going to restart by just adding exercises. I can do that. And cutting back slowly---breads and rice and potatoes (bye bye Lay's)...eating more nutritious foods---salads and fruits---and drinking more water.
Today is my day to help out in Zorro's class so I must go and get a load of laundry started and get him up for breakfast.
Wouldn't it be great if BUSY=POUNDS LOST?!
HELLO UNCLE NORMAN!! GLAD TO SEE YOU ARE READING. GUESS I CAN'T TALK ABOUT YOU NOW!
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Oh...yeah...I've heard of that thing called exercise. I think I may try it one day. LOL
Good for me I walk Jellybean to and from school every day. Too bad it's only one block away. But...as they say...a little bit is better than nothing at all.
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