I am doing it again but this time I am sticking to it. What you may be asking?
For those that have been following me for a while know that last year I tried, well I do not know if I should say tried because after about a month I gave up. I always came up with excuses as to why I could not workout, always too busy or too tired to cook so I would order fast food.
But who was I fooling? I was not fooling anyone, not even myself. The relationship I had with food I did not want to change. Then a couple of weeks ago while I was standing in front of the mirror I had an epiphany, I am in an addictive relationship . Yes, Ladies and Gents. I am in an addictive relationship with food.
I mean think about it. I know that eating six pieces of chicken wings with fried rice and a beer is bad for me and that I will regret it later because I would feel sick. But I ignore all those thoughts and eat it anyway. Why? Because of the instant gratification. That fried, crunchy goodness and cold beer would make me happy.
Well, enough is enough. I have signed myself back up for rehab (Weight Watchers) and I am going to kick this habit for good.
At my first weigh-in last week I came in at a whopping 210.9 pounds. My ultimate goal is to reach 130 pounds. This is a healthy weight for my height. This means I have to shed 80.9 pounds. I do not even want to think about what 80.9 pounds of fat looks like!
Well, I am well on my way to loosing those 80.9 pounds. Today at weigh-in the scale said I lost 3.2 pounds. So that leaves me with 77.7 pounds to go!
And now for the photo of shame:
You will see on the right that I have my stats up and shortly I will have my photo of shame. I will update my stats and have a monthly progress picture. To remind myself where I started, why I started and to keep me honest.