No, this is not a fat joke. This is real life!
This morning after Thanksgiving, and a carefree weekend, I stepped on my scale. It looked like this…
Last year at this time, I was at my smallest I had been…..in a long time. Never-mind the fact I was anemic, with a daughter in the Army. Those are just small irrelevant details. HaHa. Now, this year I’ve gained it all back. Sad. Panda. I know the time and date that I “let myself go.” Spring Break 2014. Provo, Utah.
It started with a waffle from Waffle Love. It ended with the yummiest doughnuts from Art City doughnuts. In between were Dirty Dr. Peppers from The Swig. All of which are my weaknesses. However, my #1 weakness is ice cream. I HEART ICE CREAM! Actually…I heart cookie dough blizzards from Dairy Queen, only because they don’t offer the S’Mores blizzard everyday.
These pictures make me uber happy. Those of you who know me, know that I have loved the movie Tommyboy for a very long time. I could quote the movie line for line…if my life depended on it. Here lately I have felt like this…
My pants are too tight, my shirts aren’t fitting like they are supposed to, and I have noticed a double chin in pictures. That is not cool. So without further B.S. it’s time for me to be held accountable. Webster’s defines it as:
: the quality or state of being accountable; especially : an obligation or willingness to accept responsibility or to account for one’s actions
Yep. That’s me. I fall into this definition 100%. I have gained just under 15 pounds since March of 2014. I’ve become slothful. I’ve become a poor eater. I’ve become lazy. So, tonight I made me an accountability board.
These delicious tiny morsels
It’s time I get started. I want to be healthy. I want to be happy. I want to be ME!
Any kind words of advice would be greatly appreciated along the way! 🙂