I stepped onto the scale today (something I have not done in about three weeks) and was astonished.  In one month I have gained 10 pounds.  Frigggg.  Thinking about it, I am not surprised at all.  When you eat total crap for a month and don't exercise what do you expect would happen?  I am disgusted with myself that I allowed my debauchery to go this far.  I could blame it on the new birth control I am taking but really, I know better.  I am accepting total and complete blame.
My plan you ask, today, just like any good addict, I plan to hit bottom before climbing my way out of my weight gain hole...  Today, I am going to the Ex.  My plan was to go today and I seriously don't know how you go the Ex without enjoying the deliciously disgusting for you treats.  Okay, I realize that is not the most forward way of thinking, but that is what I am doing. 
That is my plan for now.  Monday is a holiday so I will spend the morning planning a healthy menu and part of the afternoon grocery shopping.  MJ's dad is going to be here this week as I have a HUGE project going on at work with meetings almost every night so he is here to help out parenting.  This will help as I can go for an actual outdoor run in the mornings (okay, it may start out as more of a walk) to help me get started.
This is the biggest weight gain since Christmas.  I hate it when this shit happens.  I feel bloated and gross.  Why oh why do I let this happen?  Not that it matters, nothing to do now but but look forward - again. 
Moi
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