Monday, October 11, 2010

Here We Go Again

Recently I received a comment that I should start blogging again about how wonderful being married is for me. I sort of snickered at this idea. It's not that our life isn't great together - it is great. We just live a real life where there are times we don't agree, times we argue and times when his snoring makes me want to put a pillow over his face just to make it stop. (just kidding..sort of) I love him to death, though, just like he does me and that makes life a little bit better every single day.

While I've been considering this idea I've also been fighting with my advisary - my weight- yet again. Has anyone heard that saying about getting shorter and fatter because you're happy? Fly mentioned something to me about it but I can't remember the wording he used here. I was happy at my wedding and pretty content with the way the pictures turned out. The issue with buying a dress and then deciding you're going to get healthy again is that pesky thing about measurements varying constantly with each pound gained or lost. After fretting over the whole wedding dress thing for about 6 months I said "Forget it...I'm done with this." ..and I ate. And ate. And...ate.

This morning I finally sucked it up and weighed myself. In the moment I stepped on the scale I almost passed out. I swear my clothes seemed to be fitting better! I wasn't having issues getting into them. I was walking 3-5 times a week at work and working out in addition to that twice a week. How did this happen? How did I get here again? I can't believe I'm about to start from square one again to fight this stupid battle with myself.

I decided, however, to start blogging this battle again. I'm going to be painfully honest with myself and everyone else in this time. I'm not going to put my weight until I can face it but I'm going to put every single measurements up once a week. This is day one of kicking my own ass into gear.

From here on this blog will be me talking about what I'm eating, what drives me to wanting to eat (especially when I'm not hungry) and, as usual, whatever other random thing pops into my head.

Arms: 14
Bust: 38.5
Waist: 40.5
Hips: 49.5
Thighs: 30
Calves: 19

God help us, here we go.


Pamela said...

I'm glad to know you listen to your elders. :-)
Rah rah! Go Susan! You'll do it.
I never ever heard that saying by the way.

Roadchick said...

You can do it!

Have you tried Weight Watchers? I signed up on 9/1 and it's working pretty well so far. I'm just doing it online though - no meetings.

Susan said...

Pamela: I hope so. I think he was just trying to make me feel better in his weird little way.

'chick: I just need to find motivation in general. I'm not bad about watching what I eat - I just get upset and eat like a carton of icecream..

...and cheetos...

...and a bag of pepperoni.

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