Well, it's back to this crazy weight loss journey, that has been going backward for a very, very long time. There are reasons (I started a second job, got a pretty bad case of tendonitis and bursitis in my shoulder, broke my foot...), but really those are just excuses. I still could have eaten the right calories, and not buried my sorrows and loneliness and stress in chocolate.
When I started 18 months ago, I had a goal in mind: be at goal weight by 35th birthday. I was so angry at myself for not getting there (missed it by 30 pounds), but instead of keeping moving forward...well, you know what happened. And, I simply cannot stop beating myself up for it...I can't stop thinking "why start, I'll just fail again." I don't want to go out in public because I know people's first thoughts are "crap, Sarah--why did you let yourself go like that?!?!" I'm tired of hearing myself whining, but I can't seem to just get going...
Anyone have a story where you failed and failed and failed and failed and then didn't? I need help; I need a kick in the substantial ass--I need reminded why this is something important to do...i simply need help.
So, if you don't find me too incredibly annoying, would you mind sharing some thoughts or hope or grace with me!