I don't want to talk about it.
I need a break.
Ok - so I went again to WW on Tuesday night and I was up. Again. I know that I am really experiencing some set backs with my hip...not being able to get to the gym, hardly being able to walk some days...but it's no excuse really. It's really a reason to do even better.
So, I think this week was a wake up call. Just because one area of your life is not going well, doesn't mean you can slack in others. So, this is me getting a grip, because if I don't, next thing you know, I will have gained 20 lbs back and I will hate myself for it. Just absolutely hate myself.
My best friend said something to me the other day that made so much sense. I wanted to write it on my wall in permanent marker. She said that in your thirties you embrace your mortality and weight loss really becomes more about fitness and health, not about being thin. "You either get it, or you don't." Wow. So, instead of ruining my living room, I'm writing it here and reading it every day.
You either get it, or you don't.