dramatic proclamations. Sadly I have taken one step forward and two steps back. So for all my grand statements, I have had fried food, pizza, and a cupcake since that last post. It's really pathetic...or is that I'm really pathetic? Anyway. I stunk up the diet business.
Exercise! Yeah I do that on occasion. Last week I did it on 3 occasions. Woot! Woot! And this week, I have managed one day so far (tonight I will do 45 minutes though!). So there is my step forward despite my sad lack of self control around food.
The truth is, I keep putting my self in bad situations because I love to eat. DH and I adore going out to eat. It's what we do. So how do I restructure my life so it does not revolve around food without making him feel like he is being punished? Sigh. Guess that's one I better figure out if I am going to loose any freaking weight.