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Sigh
1.6Kg gain this week. I'd like to be able to say I don't know why, but the answer is plain to see: I've been eating badly, and I haven't been committed to exercising. So it's my own damn fault really. I am back into the Overweight range, after having maintained Ideal weight for so long (except Sydney, of course, we all know what happened there). I know it's just a little bump on the road to weight loss, but I'm feeling really put out by it. My motivation to keep up this effort is all but gone. I long for the days where I could just lounge around on the couch, eating chocolates and biscuits and other crap, watching TV and doing sweet fuck-all.
MaxBabe says it's just one of those things, there'll be ups and downs and this is just an up in a very long series of downs.. and I know it's intellectually true, but it's still upsetting. I've been at this thing for over a year now, and I just wish my body would settle, and maintain without this constant vigilance. I find myself questioning if I can keep doing this for the rest of my life.