So here I am starting for the umpteenth time trying to loose weight. I am greatly surprised at times when I pass by a mirror and see myself. I have 2 big bins in my closet of clothes that no longer fit. Everything I have that does fit is to tight. I can't say I don't know how I got here; sadness, stress, and lots and lots of eating. I eat if I am happy, bored, stressed, celebrating, and sad. It has been a very hard few years, for certain reasons I don't feel like getting into. I feel awful, and don't look that great either, it has definitely caught up with me. Like I said I have started this progress more times than I can count. I am so tired of starting and stopping, roller coaster is my life. I heard this question that fit me perfectly: are you where you want to be in a year from now? The answer is I definitely don't want to look or feel this way. I weighed myself the other day and I was 4 pounds away from 200 lbs. 200, that is my future by the end of this year if I don't get my crap together.
This is me about the beginning of 2018
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