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January 28, 2008
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I knew it was going to be a high number.
Seems like every time I get on the scale it's a higher number than it was the time before.
But basically, in 4 years I have gained almost 70 pounds from my WeightWatchers low of 205. 205 is when I gave in and felt that I couldn't watch Points anymore. I didn't want to track everything. I didn't want to weigh in every week.
For a while I thought I had stabilized below 230. I figured with the walking I was doing I could keep the rest in check.
But in the two years since that point, I have not exercised at all. My clothes are all fitting pretty tightly (when they do fit), and my knees are protesting more.
I don't like it. I feel more than a little defeated.
I don't want to diet, but I do want to change.
[+] Posted by Sinner, who was transgressing at the time (January 28, 2008 2:43 PM) by revealing evil. [+]
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S
So..you need a diet buddy...I say diet 'buddy' because you're the Dominant so probably won't appreciate being told off..whereas I'd be pretty happy for someone to say, 'No, you can't have that. Put that back in the fridge. Now!'
I might look mad about that, but underneath I'm actually not.
But YOU need a diet buddy..someone that says, 'No you can't have the Doritos, but I've peeled you a lovely apple, and look at it, I've cut it into pieces for you. Enjoy!'
It's just a subtle difference, but it IS important.
You can do it! Oh, and where are your sneakers? Time to dust them off.... LOL
Rob
feeling you on this. i've steadily gained weight since high school 10years ago, and i am now 45 to 50lbs heavier. seems i can never push it off. i'm lazy.
I know the feeling and sympathize. I have just acquired a personal trainer to get me back in the shape I want to be in, which needless to say is not the shape of a pear. It's not a cheap route, but this guy is handling everything. The workout routine, the meal planning, the only thing he's not doing is shoving the food down my throat. Wish me luck! I'll be sending happy (groaning) workout thoughts your way. :)