Monday, October 17, 2011
I swore I wouldn't be here at 25.
And then at 26.
28, yeah the same.
29 I thought "I can't turn 30 like this". (Lost 60 pounds, gains back 20)
30 "I can't turn 31 like this".
Yet, here I am 9 days from turning 31, and I am in the exact same place that I was at 30 (I have the blog proof...among other documentation). And I am so frustrated with my inability to control my food. I have been working out 3 times a week with a personal trainer almost every week this year. Yet, I'm still in the same-ish place. I use "-ish" because my health is in a significantly better place. I'm gaining lots of muscle. My body fat % is going down, etc. I'm actually in "better shape" than my partner, who is 5'10" and 180 (I know because I've challenged to the duel). But I should have had some significant weight loss by now. And it's not come because I've been b-s'ing my way through the days, weeks, and months about eating. I want to get to the low 200s before I turn 32. So yeah, this is yet another reality check. I want to look better than I do in this photo (taken just 3 weeks ago). Gotta love how things get really depressing or really motivating when someone takes a photo of you.
My major problems are lack of planning and an incredible addiction to simple carbs and sweet things. I need to take control of my actions when I have the chance to make those choices.