Monday, December 14, 2009
I feel like running away and living by myself. That is the only way I will be able to eat healthy. Now that my mom lives with us, she has wants (in the food category), that I find tempting. I don't have much in the line of will power.
She asked for a box of cup cakes the other day. Now she wants a 5 lb box of chocolates. We use to get them every year at Christmas, when I was a kid up north.
How can I eat healthy with people who don't care are tempting me.
I don't have anyone who will pull rank and make me do my exercises. Okay, I'm a grown up and should be able to make myself do them, but I don't.
I make my mom do her exercises, after much argument, buat can't make myself do any unless I'm trying to do a team challenge. I use to do about an hour of exercises a day, now I'm lucky to get 10 min in.
I'm very frutstrated right now because she just asked for the candy. Maybe I should have waited a while before typing this blog, but then I probably would have cooled off and it wuld have never been typed.
I can't fit into my jeans, still. Tried to put a pair on before going out today, couldn't button them.
To think, in April I weighed 95 lbs, then went up to Ohio to help my mom pack up and move down here. I lost all momentum to exercise. ( I didn't have my equipment up there). Forget about eating healthy.
Now I weight around 110. I'm only 4'8", so don't think that is a good weight. When you can't button your pants, that is a bad weight.
I guess it is really the inches, not the weight. Most of the inches are in my hips. I feel fat, fat, fat.
Type it out instead of fuming about a problem.