Wednesday, November 14, 2012
I have begun this Wednesday with another new resolve. I really do not want to be the night eater I once was. This fucking sucks. It's like someone who doesn't give a shit has crawled into my head and taken over.
Time to think about why I want to lose weight again and make a list and check it thrice? We have a new addition to the family and I'm ever-vigilant as far as she's concerned. I may have replaced my overeating awareness with puppy awareness?
Okay, that was an eye opener. I never thought of that before right this minute! I may have replaced my overeating awareness with puppy awareness? I bet that's it. I have room in my heart and soul for more than one child. That means I have room in my awareness and vigilance mind for more than one concern.
I think I'll digest that thought for a little while and take it from here. One day at a time.
Still fucking fat and still fucking fighting it.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
I went to Weight Watchers once while in Phoenix. I made every excuse possible not to go back. I did a good job of eating okay, but not great. The last few nights, I've not given a shit and I want my shit back.
There are so many things to say, but none of them are 100% honest. They're filled with rationalization, assholieness, and god knows what else.
I'll leave you with this and the knowledge that I'm blogging and making a resolve to stay within my points tomorrow if it kills me.
Me and my new baby, Abbey Road.
Still fucking fat and still fucking working on it.