It's been three weeks! Meaning...
Not much has happened. Crap.
My excuse is mainly the sickness, otherwise I wouldn't have stopped exercising. However, I am fully capable of breathing again (a tool needed in exercising/living), so it resumes tonight (despite the consumption of red wine that is making me sleepy)!
My pattern of thinking when it has come to food has significantly changed since the beginning of this. I always wait to see if it will and this time it actually has. I think it officially happened when I had some challah tonight (delicious Jew bread...yummy) and I picked up a big piece next to me...and I didn't want all of it. I was eating it and it tasted good, but then I put it down next to me and said, "I'm okay now." It relates back to that other huge epiphany being that I can have a bite and be done, only this is better- it's learning to control my impulse to immediately jump for familiar food.
My maturity knows no bounds, you poopy-heads! Ok, it needs work. But you get the gist- I'm still 255, but that's ok, because now the exercise can resume. Order can be restored. And I can go from slightly cute fat chick to hot chick (who, out of habit, will call herself a fat chick).
I'm not setting a deadline for myself because it'll subconsciously put too much pressure on myself and I will not fail on this one. This time's different- I can't begin to tell you why as you don't know me (except for my father currently reading this- hey Dad!) but it just is. So...yeah.
Alright, I'mma gonna try some exercises (no falling asleep because of alcohol...that wine sure was good though). Until next time!
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