I am really struggling with motivation right now. We were at Anna's last night playing with the WII fit. I was the biggest one. It amazes me how stuff can creep up on you and you don't see it until it is at the crisis point. If anyone had told me 30 years ago that I would be an obese woman at 56, I would have said "no way." You would think that after fighting this battle for so long, I would have gotten better at it. But no. It's gotten worse.
I can't blame my weight on glands or heredity or any external source. Well, I could, but it wouldn't be valid. I use food the same way I used cigarettes; to de-stress, to comfort, to celebrate, to quell fears, to overcome feelings of inadequacy - In short - for anything that life throws at me - good or bad.
There is one thing though - I never give up - I never lose hope that some day I will get this in hand. That is one thing I admire about myself. This could be the year - this could be the week - this could be the day that I turn it all around and get where I have been struggling to go.
Angie's team - anyone that wants to give me a good swift kick - go ahead. It may wake me up!
Here's to a better day, a better week, a better life!!