I have the eating habits of a 6-year-old. And I don't mean that I'm in tune with my body's signals. I mean that if I see something I want, I eat all of it I can get my hands on. Then I get in the car and go to WalMart and get some more and eat that.
That's why I weigh 274.5 pounds. It's okay, because I'm 11 feet tall.
Actually, at 5'4", I'm obese. I have a few health issues that contribute to my situation in minor ways. I did not have an ideal childhood and food is a comfort to me. Neither of these facts accounts entirely for my current situation, and both would be vastly improved with daily exercise and reduced caloric intake.
Today, I started. Again. Really.
I am going to write down everything I eat and drink. I will write down whether or not I exercise. If I can string together 7 consecutive days of appropriate eating and daily exercise, I will have a pedicure.
Why are my children lazy, selfish and unmotivated? Is it really a mystery?
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Oh girl, I hear ya! I am having to come to grip with some of the same things.....uhgg...humbling. I will cheer with you when you get to go to the pedicure!!
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