I am pretty much unmotivated right now. Sure, I THINK about how I need to lose weight, and I feel like a fat cow most of the time, but I still do nothing about it.
My sister recently said to me that when I really wanted to make a change, I would make it. Part of me was offended by that. On the other hand, part of me agrees with her. I do really want to be healthier, skinnier, and feel better. I'm just lazy. I want it to happen easily and not have to work for it. But isn't everything worth having worth working for?
So how do I get up off my big butt and get going?
Any ideas for me?
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
I'd like to think that I am better than this, but I'm not...
Getting sweaty on the tready again, but for all the wrong reasons. I'm not doing it for my health. I am not doing it to create good habits, I'm doing it because I can't let my co-workers get skinnier than me. There I said it!
I consider myself a lady and as a lady, I don't talk about my age or my weight. Not because I am insecure about these topics or embarrassed (so I say) but I think women, in general, fuss too much about these issues and I don't want to be boring, whiney, or self-absorbed.
But (and it's a big butt straight on from the back) when my co-workers text me about each pound loss, I get the feeling, the overwhelming feeling, it's time to REALLy, this time, let the holidays go and get back to the business of being a single digit (Gah! Again with the shallowness).
I don't like to compare weight, it's not good. Women come in all shapes and sizes. One woman's 140 could be completely different from another's 140. Height has a lot to do with it, of course, that and the number of Little Debbies she's hoarding in her pocket book.
This is getting too long. So, there I have it. I'm no better than anyone else. I'm not "above it all." I just don't want to be the fat one in the room. Is that too much to ask?
I consider myself a lady and as a lady, I don't talk about my age or my weight. Not because I am insecure about these topics or embarrassed (so I say) but I think women, in general, fuss too much about these issues and I don't want to be boring, whiney, or self-absorbed.
But (and it's a big butt straight on from the back) when my co-workers text me about each pound loss, I get the feeling, the overwhelming feeling, it's time to REALLy, this time, let the holidays go and get back to the business of being a single digit (Gah! Again with the shallowness).
I don't like to compare weight, it's not good. Women come in all shapes and sizes. One woman's 140 could be completely different from another's 140. Height has a lot to do with it, of course, that and the number of Little Debbies she's hoarding in her pocket book.
This is getting too long. So, there I have it. I'm no better than anyone else. I'm not "above it all." I just don't want to be the fat one in the room. Is that too much to ask?
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