Friday, July 18, 2014

Facing reality…

Like a condemned prisoner stepping up to the gallows.  That was how I approached the scale today.  I hadn't weighed in all week because I knew the news would be horrible.

And it was.

It's not like KNOWING the number made me fatter.  I was already fatter - the scale just puts a number definition on it.

And without that number I had an ability to live - a little bit - in denial.  And denial can be wonderful.


So what now?  I'm ashamed and discouraged and feeling like a failure.  It's being overly dramatic, I know.  I mean look how much weight I lost to get here - so I CAN lose again.  To be frank I just don't want to put the effort into it.

I want to have my cake and eat it, too.  Proverbially and literally!

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