I don't even know what to say. I don't how this happened. A friend had sushi night for us. Sushi. I could have said, no thanks, I am on a low carb diet, I can come but I will bring...
I could have said, no thanks, not tonight...
I DID say **** Yeah. I would love to... Sushi is great. I don't care about my health anymore. I can eat this and just watch my calories tomorrow. I don't need this WOE. I will have a beer or two while I am at it.
The result is ... you know... I have lost every bit of energy I had. I feel stuffed, sick and bloated just because I had a bowl of pasta. I cannot even clear the table.
I can't possibly get back on plan now because I have to go back to work tomorrow and I can't get to the grocery to prepare. Can't do it this week-end because the in-laws come in the week for a week and well, not sure what that has to do with the price of tea anywhere.
THEN, can't do it in October because we are going on vacation to Tuscany and well, gee. Then, don't get me started on November. I thought I would be clothes shopping, but I won't be. I will still be fat and even fatter than I am right now. I am going "home" for three weeks and that means eating everything that is bad for me that I cannot get here.
After that, well, Christmas, and we ALL know we can't do this at Christmas.
Folks, I have been around a long time on this board. Can you believe this? This is a person who is DECIDING to wait until New Years to get it right? Again with the New Years? Because delaying is putting it off until New Years, right. What is that about. You should see me. I have my fat p.j.'s on, am laid OUT on the couch with the laptop propped on my ridiculous belly. It is almost funny, certainly ridiculous and very sad.
I don't even know what to say for myself. Am I really going to wait until Christmas? Do you know HOW much WEIGHT I will gain between now and Christmas? I think you know.
I am ready for the beat down. I am sick to death of myself at the moment. (Oh yeah, forget exercise lately. Not this week.) Guess why? Too tired.
I could have said, no thanks, not tonight...
I DID say **** Yeah. I would love to... Sushi is great. I don't care about my health anymore. I can eat this and just watch my calories tomorrow. I don't need this WOE. I will have a beer or two while I am at it.
The result is ... you know... I have lost every bit of energy I had. I feel stuffed, sick and bloated just because I had a bowl of pasta. I cannot even clear the table.
I can't possibly get back on plan now because I have to go back to work tomorrow and I can't get to the grocery to prepare. Can't do it this week-end because the in-laws come in the week for a week and well, not sure what that has to do with the price of tea anywhere.
THEN, can't do it in October because we are going on vacation to Tuscany and well, gee. Then, don't get me started on November. I thought I would be clothes shopping, but I won't be. I will still be fat and even fatter than I am right now. I am going "home" for three weeks and that means eating everything that is bad for me that I cannot get here.
After that, well, Christmas, and we ALL know we can't do this at Christmas.
Folks, I have been around a long time on this board. Can you believe this? This is a person who is DECIDING to wait until New Years to get it right? Again with the New Years? Because delaying is putting it off until New Years, right. What is that about. You should see me. I have my fat p.j.'s on, am laid OUT on the couch with the laptop propped on my ridiculous belly. It is almost funny, certainly ridiculous and very sad.
I don't even know what to say for myself. Am I really going to wait until Christmas? Do you know HOW much WEIGHT I will gain between now and Christmas? I think you know.
I am ready for the beat down. I am sick to death of myself at the moment. (Oh yeah, forget exercise lately. Not this week.) Guess why? Too tired.











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