For weeks I have cried every week watching The Biggest Loser. I am 36 yrs old and have spent the past 11 years of my life overweight, with the past 9 in the obese category (umm, yup, obese...not lying). I used to have no trouble with my weight. The combination of not eating much, exercising 1-2 times per day helped. In addition, in my younger days I used to shop to ease my pains in life. Upon running myself into debt (prior to getting married), I watched my hubby and dad cut up my credit cards and started anew. However, without realizing it, instead of accessorizing the pain, I was coating it over with chocolate and soda.
No more excuses. Each day going forward, I will continue to blog about my crazy life but will add a new category NME (no more excuses...for those that didn't get it). I am going to rely on the support of all of my skinny minny friends and family members out there (you know who you are) and of course my hubby who has lost and kept off alot of weight this year (way to go honey).
I am not going on The Biggest Loser and telling the whole world my weight but I am telling 'My World' my weight. It is the only way to keep me honest. Yup, probably more than most of my friends hubbies. I trust that they will keep their fat jokes to themselves if they really love me.
Tune in for the weigh in...each Wed morning.
Today = 187 lbs
1:23pm- Did really well all morning. I didn't realize how much I snacked to combat feelings of boredom. Sometimes the kids play on their own or catch a show (especially when they are sick like today). I have all this nervous energy. Ughhh. No snack. No snack. Sorry, I don't care what anyone says...laundry is not titillating!