Day 1

Today I finally decided to do something about my big a%@! I took a good look at myself this weekend and I not only wanted to puke but I also wanted to cry. How could I be such an idiot and let myself get to this point? It's not like I don't have every diet book ever written! I seriously do wish I was joking there. People I have back fat and not just a little! And then when I came downstairs to whine about it to my DH he said well did you work out this week? Shasta!! No I didn't! So how can I complain if I am not at least trying? So this morning I did my resistance (weights) and then got 2 miles in on the treadmill. I have watched every little thing I have put into my mouth. I honestly don't know how I will keep this up but I have to!! I am already slightly frustrated and it has only been one day. I feel like I have spent my day planning the next meal, drinking H20 and sitting on the toilet (what goes in must come out). :) The plan I chose to mostly follow has me eating every 2-3 hours. That is a lot of time spent on preparing food and eating. Why in the hell could I not be one of those people who just eats to live instead of the other way around. This is going to be such a long process. . . .