Well, that whole diet went to hell. First my back injury. And then Christmas. Darn Christmas with its cookies, cakes, sweets, parties, long holiday breaks. Ruined me. I ruined myself. I just can't seem to get movitated. Even with all the weight loss ads. Weight Watchers. Jenny Craig. Alli. Slim Fast. They are all telling me I am fat and need to lose weight. I have to agree with them. My second chin tells me so. My new size *gulp* 18 pants tell me so.
I am fat.
Even proclaiming that doesn't make anything happen inside. There is no great push to lose the weight by my 40th birthday (which is in 7 weeks, so technically, it would be impossible to do that, unless I was on Biggest Loser. Which I'm not.), or run a marathon by the time I'm 40, or do anything spectacular. I am just living the dream. And renovating my house.
My friend T said I had to share photos of my recent stairwell pantry transformation. Wish I had taken a REAL before picture to show the hot mess that was the top of my stairs. But, I forgot, so you'll just get the before shot of a lovely, freshly painted stairwell. At least my stairs look good. That's a start.
Here's my new plan. I am trying something new each week, something healthy and I will do it for a week and then add a new one each week until, hopefully by the end of the year, I have 50 some new healthy habits. This week, I am drinking a full 64 oz of water a day. I bought a container at Meijer that has exactly 64 oz in it - 8 8 oz glasses of water, the recommended daily. I think I drink a lot of water, anyway, so this is kind of a throwaway. But, for those days that I don't get my whole allotment in, this will help. As long as the kids don't pour water from it. Or my husband.
So, that's it. New plan. We'll see how this goes. Wonder what I should shoot for next week?
