(this is my first post, so I hope I'm doing this right)
After reading around here for a while I finally bit the bullet and weighed myself for the first time in months. I knew I'd slowly been packing on the pounds but.... well, denial is a pretty good description of what I've been doing about it. So, despite having a horrible sinus infection and having difficulty breathing, I hopped on the treadmill and walked 3 miles over an hour. It's a start, but I'm still sitting with a cloud over my head of sadness at what I've let myself become. I'm just so disappointed and angry with myself, but I'm hoping that by just getting it out here I'll be able to pick myself up by the boot straps and make the changes that I need to change (and save) my life. If only they made a Motivation pill! I'd buy it by the barrel!