Please bear with me... I'm having a "moment" here
I gained 20 pounds. 2 weeks ago I weighed 155 pounds.
And as much as I would like to blame it on everything else, I know I am the only one at fault.
I got lazy.
I made excuses.
I went on autopilot.
But mostly I made excuses (which is my BIGGEST pet peeve)
I maintained a perfectly reasonable weight of 140-145 for 4 years (usually around 140). I was in excellent shape. I fit into every size 8 (and even a 6 here and there). My body fat hovered around 20%.
But something happened (enter autopilot, laziness, complacency, and excuses) and I gave up. I allowed myself to not be responsible for my decisions and now I'm feeling the consequences.
I fit into exactly 2 pairs of pants.
I got out of running shape and am back to square one.
I'm lethargic
I HATE being photographed (and this is something I haven't felt in YEARS).
People are
talking.
So I'm bringing back the ticker. It's time to assess the damage and put it out there for all of you to see. I've worked my way up to 6 minutes straight of running (I'm never ever ever getting out of running shape again). I'm down 4 pounds. I'm taking back control over the bad choices that got into this mess. I've realized that every decision I have regarding food choices is my decision.
This maintainer is getting a grip.