well 216.9, but who's counting?
I've had a crappy couple of weeks. Food is calling to me at all times. I had actually gotten down to about 214, but gained almost 3 pounds the last two weeks.
Seriously, if I'm not running around somewhere with my kids - I'm either eating or trying to not think about eating. It's bad. Even right now as I type this - I am fighting the urge to break into the box of Reese's Puff cereal on top of the fridge. And I'm not even at home. It's not even MY food. I should be doing some form of exercise. Every morning I think to myself - I am going to exercise instead of sit on the computer -- but I don't.
It was fun to look at this blog though and see that I'm 10lbs less than my last entry.
I realized that weight loss comes in waves. Sometimes it's really, really hard, and sometimes it feels almost easy. I guess the key is to just keep going - even the really hard times.
We are moving to Arizona soon. It is stressful. Which of course makes me want to eat. Trying to resist.
I would really, really like to lose 20lbs before we get to AZ. I have 6 (ish) weeks. Of course - I am setting an unrealistically high goal. And then I will fail and then I will feel bad about myself and then I will eat more. It's what I do.
I'll post again in like 3 months and let ya know how it's going.
