Eating and drinking whatever she wanted.
Including Sunkist and snickers for breakfast.
What the hell?
Then Monday morning I step on the scale and see 182... anything in the 180's is an "oh heck" number for me. It sets me into panic. The panic was slow coming this moring and so I binged on chocolate and chips while I worked on paper work and beat myself up about the weekend, because that makes sense.
So as my friend Cat wrote Another "back on the wagon" post.
So I'm back on the wagon. I know, I know, you are probably sick of reading them. Well I'm sick and tired of writing them, but I guess as long as I struggle I will write them. I just can't give up. My health is too important. My new found freedom from obesity too sweet.
Onwards. I want the 160's so bad. Come on Lorie, pull it together.
OMG OMG OMG you totally get me. I'm so damn sick of writing these too...but we cannot give up on ourselves and thats exactly what not doing it means. : ) I truly adore you Bad Ass Skinny Girl Rockstar you. /super squeezes
ReplyDeleteToday is the sign up for the yellowstone half marathon ....June 14th - now thats a goal - The allotted time is four hours so we can run walk it...so there is a goal!
ReplyDeleteWant the 160's so bad you can taste it...instead of tasting that chocolate... ;)
ReplyDeleteYou can do it! My daughter is getting re-married next September and I want so bad to be a whole lot thinner than I am now.
ReplyDeleteYou got this!! Get on the wagon as MANY times as you need to at least the wagon is still in reach!! LOL
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