Weigh 120 pounds again

It’s like this – let’s just pretend I’m an actress and I gained weight for this movie. Yeah. That’s it. I was playing the part of a depressed nut.

And now I’m going to lose the weight again and get my body back.

That’s all there is to it.

Not as good as I thought it would be. She’s fine – it’s just a waste of money.

I think her eating ideas are dumb.

I know what I need to do. I don’t need her – but I am going to finish out the next three sessions because I paid for them.

Besides, it’s more exercise than I was getting previously (none).

There’s nothing wrong with the idea I guess- it’s just too expensive.

I’m glad I tried it.

I really, really need to get into a regular exercise routine – and find work that I like.

Personal Trainer : Hired.

First session : tomorrow.

Damn – I’m going to miss House. Too bad. I’d rather get exercise and watch House a week delayed on the Internet.

Good for me taking care of myself!

I used to weigh 120 pounds.

This morning I weighed 174.

This is not good.

At first the weight snuck up on me. At first I said to myself, “You’re not that fat.” Well, now I am. My doctor actually told me to lose weight. Yikes! I used to think it was physically impossible for me to gain weight. I was wrong. I am fat now.

It sucks.

If you check the goals I’ve given up on, you’ll see that I’ve had a few false starts on my goal to lose weight. I’ve managed to gain weight the entire time. It sucks. I hate the way I look and feel. I think about it every day. I can’t wait to be thin again – but I know it will take time.

Until recently, I’ve been preoccupied with the goal of getting out of debt. I had a massive amount of debt and it is now retired.

Yeah me!

Now, I’m ready to move on to tackle this goal. Lose weight. I have other related goals (some listed here some not) like lowering my resting pulse, finishing a marathon, finishing a century, and things like that.

I’m giving myself one year to reach this goal.

That’s 365 days to lose 54 pounds.