The last month I have been extra busy at work with a lot of writing that caused me to have no interest in writing in my personal life. And I’ve strayed significantly from my diet and exercise plan. I’ve updated the charts today and they are not pretty. I am particularly disappointed in my waist measurement. As we are going to my parent’s today for Father’s Day (not to mention my birthday) it promises to be another challenging feast. I’m not up for moderation right now. Then I’m going to Vegas next week so it promises to only get worse. The good news for me is the only thing I drink when I am in Vegas is water and coffee so maybe I can find a way to stay away from the buffets.
So I’m gaining weight and inches, I’m not exercising and I’m stressed. All bad combinations but I actually feel pretty good this morning. Why? Because despite all of this bad news here I am writing about it.
That gives me hope.
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