August 9, 2019.
Why this day? What is different today than all the others days combined? I can’t answer this question exactly. I don’t know, other than I am ready. I am tired. I want to change. I am as fat around as I am tall right now. I don’t want to go through middle age fat and tired all the time with things hurting. I know that things will hurt regardless, but my weight doesn’t have to contribute to my aches and pains. I’ve lost weight, gained weight, lost weight, gained weight my entire life. Regardless of what I look like, my hubby has always loved me unconditionally. I just want to shed some pounds for myself right now.
I joined Weight Watchers, on-line. The meetings sort of got on my nerves before. Sometimes that people that are talking are morons and I just can’t subject myself to 30 minutes of that each Saturday. My weekends are too precious to me to live through that. I have a friend that is trying to lose weight too so we’ll be each others cheerleaders.
Even though I have a full gym downstairs in my basement, I do not use it. I will start. Come along with me for the ride. I am sure it will be an adventure as I work towards my goal weight. Tomorrow goals? Log the food that I eat, drink my water, don’t eat fat (fast) food. I will take little bit (my beloved dog Hunter) to the park tomorrow morning. We’ll see how much additional exercise I will get in. I am working right now in the middle of the night and I will probably be working tomorrow afternoon/evening as well so I will take the park at my victory tomorrow. One hour at a time…one day at a time…one pound at a time….
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