I have reached a point where my weight is affecting my health. I've recently regained 89 pounds of a 120 pound weight loss and it's really really frustrating.
I know what to do, I know how to do it. I just don't.
Haven't been, anyway. Too soon to say "I've got it again," but I've been doing well beginning last Sunday. That's when I weighed and got the horrible news that I was, at 328, 11 pounds over even what I imagined. My lifetime top weight (i hope hope hope) was 363.
Ick. Anyway, lots to do to get it off, so I'm eating lower carbs and lots of healthy stuff related to inflammation. Also working out regularly. Have to keep going or else I'll die. Which would be better than being confined to my bed while the medics tear out the wall of my house in order to release me.
It's not that bad, but I think I have the capacity to eat myself up to that state. I just go blind or something, oblivious to it all. It's not as if I didn't know I was gaining weight over the last 18 months, and it's not like I wanted to. I just did it. Didn't stop. Didn't pay attention when I should have. Crazy stuff, this food addiction.
Aside from fat, my life is great. Hope to get to know all of you. Sorry so long.




cause i guess it wasnt fun enough losing it the first time. ha ha. 
