+2 pounds.
How depressing. I will admit that I am extremely discouraged right now. I feel bad about myself, about my body. I hate food. No, I take that back. I don't hate food. I hate that I have no self control.
Besides having pizza at matt's, which I already predicted was going to be a huge hurdle for me this week, another problem is snack at preschool. We feed those kids so much god damn cheese, and I couldn't even help myself this week. This week, the problem was definitely cheese.
I've been mulling over in my head how to fix the snack problem. I think I just won't serve snack to the kids next week, or only on days where we're having lots of vegetables, so when I get the urge to snack, it will be on green peppers and broccoli instead of grilled cheese sandwiches and cheese and crackers and string cheese and bananas. See what I mean? All fucking cheese.
Being obese again is fucking depressing. And its not even that I look or feel that much fatter, but knowing that I am back in that weight bracket that is stigmatized and grossly dangerous for my health messes with my head.
I did work out yesterday morning. Didn't seem to matter though.
Current weight: 177.1
Next goal: 169 lbs. I need to lose 8.1 lbs to get there.
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