I know there's a typo in the headline, but really it's just a pun. This marks the beginning of week three, and I am where I was two weeks ago. I still think there's hope. I haven't given up on myself yet. After all I do quite a bit of exercising. I just haven't hit that mark of burning more calories than I waddle off.So I started off with some goals that I haven't accomplished, like writing down everything I eat or cutting down to ONE serving of junk food a day. All I have to do is recommit. After all, I am worth the trouble. And if I am doing this weight thing slowly, I really might overlook say the 2-3 pounds I might have lost. So maybe it's too soon to think I'm not on the right path.
Oh, there is one thing to consider while judging me weak-willed, I did stop smoking 5 months ago! So look at me world!! I am powerful and I accept changes with confidence and ease!
