I know its been a while. I just haven't really had much to write about.
This past weekend was my brother-in-laws wedding.
For months before hand I kept telling myself that I needed to lose weight.
And did it happen? No.
So the wedding came and I am still looking like a giant marshmallow puff and believe
me the pictures reflect this very thing.
You would think by looking at the pictures and seeing that I can no longer "hide" my fat especially the fat on my face I would be motivated enough to start doing something about it.
Well when we went grocery shopping the other night I got some "healthy" items fully intending on eating them. Its now two days later and after a McDonald's breakfast and lunch, an Italian buffet, and about 6 slices of pizza for dinner tonight you can tell its not going so well.
Can someone give me the motivation and willpower I so desperately need??
There is no reason that I should be like this.
I eat when I'm happy
I eat when I'm sad
I eat when I'm anxious
I eat when I'm bored
I just pretty much eat all day long
and it never seems to stop...
I read all of these wonderful stories about people who have done it-people who have lost the weight.
I want so badly to be one of those people.
Someday maybe.
