I've misplaced something. I've been looking everywhere for it...though maybe not as hard as I could be. I keep thinking I see it, but when I look closer...it's not it. Usually when something goes missing in my house, it has something to do with one of my sons, but this time, it was all me. So, if you see it, would you please send it back to me?
Oh seeeellllllfffff cooonnnttrooollll. Seeeeellllllfffff coonnntttroollllll. Where arrrrrrrrrrrrrrre you??????
I'm hoping I found it again this morning. We'll see if it sticks. But I did manage to get 5 AP's in this morning. See me here? 5:40am? Documented proof. Rolled out of bed, put on my new workout clothes (dontcha just love the socks? also on sale), picked up my water bottle (it's a Sigg, Lisa!!!) and headed downstairs...to my treadmill.
There are days when weight loss is a battle. Pure and simple. A war going on inside and it's a hard fight. And I'm not sure that people who haven't been significantly overweight can truly understand it. In order to become 100 pounds overweight, a person has to say yes to excess junk going into their bodies a LOT of times. Say yes to sitting instead of moving a LOT. And even though I said no to food and laziness a LOT when I was that big...I really did, honest (and I don't think that all obese people are lazy...they are NOT), I wasn't very good at it. So now, to change those habits and start a different lifestyle...I have to say no a LOT, or later...a LOT. It takes a lot of mental energy and effort. Mostly I've found it reasonably easy and have managed to make good decisions most of the time, but then there are days like yesterday...
Anyways, today's a new day. It's a journey that I must take day by day. <insert any other cliche that you may think does my sentiments justice> And hopefully my self control will show up sometime today and stay for a while...I've been missing it.