Monday, October 6, 2008

It's Official...

I'm fat. Again.

Honestly, my weight goes up and down so much, so quickly, that I could win an award for the most yo-yo'ing. Ever.

This summer, I trained for a triathlon. I did it, I completed it, and I lost around 15 pounds give or take a couple. I felt great. I still had quite a bit of weight to lose to be healthy, but I felt "in shape".

I got lazy.

Since starting my new "day" shift at work, I haven't been able to figure out a time to go to the gym, without feeling like I was cheating Miss O. or M. from time with me. It's been eight weeks, and I've probably only made it to the gym...hmm, maybe 5 times!?!

Finally, this morning I forced myself to get up and go to the gym before work. After walking my two miles, I forced myself to get on the scale. In my gut, I knew I wasn't going to like the number. My clothes have begun to get a little tight, you know, buttons pulling and waistbands constricting a little too much. In my head, as I took a deep breath, I thought of a number that would be awful to see...and one I sure hoped wouldn't stare me in the face. In my mind, I figured as long as that number didn't appear, whatever the scale said wouldn't sting as much.

I was wrong.

The scale only read seven pounds below *that* number in my head. I have successfully gained all 15 pounds back and then one more.

Wow. In eight weeks.

So, time to get serious again. Wei.ght Watch.ers, you have been both friend and foe. Please, be kind to me now. I'm going to aim for going to the gym at LEAST three times a week. It's a start. You have to start somewhere...



  1. I am a long time lover and hater of WW myself. I understand this struggle more than I could ever put into words. You have to start somewhere! Go get um

  2. Ugh, I am in the same boat. I don't even have as good an excuse not to go to the dog and the two week wait don't really cut it.
    I'm waiting for my bolt of inspiration. Good for you for doing something about it!!