Monday, May 10, 2010
Ugh. So, I'm going to need to have to practice better self-control. We ate pizza this weekend, at my suggestion.
I stepped on the scale this morning, and I went up 1.4 pounds again. I know it will fluctuate, but I'm much happier when the number goes down. I thought I did so well last week. Actually, that's the problem. I do well all week & then the weekend comes. The boy sleeps late and we go out for lunch or a late dinner or both.
I'm so frustrated with myself. I'm not beating myself up, but I know I can do better, and I'm just... NOT. I wish I lived by my friends still. It seems that on their own, they've gotten motivated and are doing things like joining a gym and doing what they need to do, and I'm not. I have to re-train myself to get off the Going Out and Fast Food eating ride that I've been on for 3-4 years. It has to change. It HAS to. I have to fit it in. I know I CAN exercise. I trained for the Breast Cancer 3-Day a year or two ago.
I really want to join this gym by my house and work.. at least from what I've seen online, but I'm scared to go because I've never gone before. I'm sure it'll be fine once I get there, but I really just need to make myself take the leap.
Also, I'm hungry & I left the house without my lunch and snacks today. Crankypants - that's me.