Enough...

Rock bottom has arrived, again. I needed to reach that point before I could make the commitment to make a change. I’ve finished passing blame and making excuses. Yes, I gained weight from each of my three pregnancies. Yes, I gained a significant amount of weight from my medications. Yes, I struggled to lose even 1/2 a pound each week despite controlling my portions, eating super healthy and exercising like an anorexic. Yes, I completely gave up when I didn’t “see” the weight coming off (that evil scale). Yes, I surrendered myself to an intense love affair with food, coffee drinks, and soda! Yes, I gained all that weight and now I’m the heaviest I have ever been in my entire life!

Where Am I At?

Ok, I know I haven't really been on track the last week or so. I didn't post my weigh-in last Friday - mainly because I was really ticked off! I weighed in and lost NOTHING... that's right - nada! How in the world can I lose nothing - especially after walking nearly 40 miles on the treadmill and eating super healthy. I was really depressed about it and so Saturday and Sunday I ate whatever I felt like eating and I did not exercise... I didn't really OVER do it - but I did eat more than I would have usually. Oh, and Sushi on Sunday was AMAZING - I swear I felt so much better afterwards... probably because I had been CRAVING it like a crazy person for more than a week.