*takes a deep breath*
Hi. I'm Jennelle. I used to come here often, but then some eating disorder issues got in my way and I decided that I just needed to be fat for a while. It was either that or kill myself through my disordered behavior. I can't remember the last time I posted, or even lurked.
But I've decided to come back. Here's why: I'm ready to lose this weight, for real this time. After doing some soul-searching, I realize that it's *my* fault my metabolism is screwed up. (Of course, the reasons behind the behavior that led to my messed-up thinking *are* legitimate, but that's neither here nor there.) Because my metabolism is so goofy, I realize that I must be absolutely anal-retentive about any eating and exercise program I decide to do, and my loss is going to be slow. I can't fall into the excuse trap.
I have a goal: I will lose 50 pounds by June 2006 by following the South Beach diet (it's the only thing that's even remotely worked for me), exercising, and journaling. I haven't outlined my program yet, but I will as soon as I get off this computer.
I guess I'm back because this has been a safe and understanding place for me in the past. The only thing I am asking of y'all is that you not let me make excuses for myself. When I'm whining about not losing weight, ask me if I've REALLY stuck to my plan. When I slip, DON'T tell me that it's "okay." One slip leads to many for me, and I just can't afford it. When I don't exercise, give me a virtual kick in the arse. Don't worry about pissing me off. I've heard that people tend to get pissed off when someone's telling them a truth they don't want to hear. If I get mad, that's probably why.





Our arms are open, and our kicking shoes are heavy. 
Welcome Back!