That is the number on the scale this morning. I gave myself a food vacation from Wednesday to Sunday. I didn't work out. I drank. I ate chips. I ate caesar salad. I ate ridiculous portions.
I feel like shit. I've been in a food hangover for days. I feel like my body is full of toxins. My clothes are tight. My muffin top is so pronounced that I cannot wear 2/3 of my wardrobe.
I feel fat.
What is scary is how QUICKLY that weight comes back on. This is why it's so easy to get fat again. This is why the statistics are what they are. Holy fuck! I keep saying I don't want to be a statistic. But yet, my scale is at 156.2 this morning!! Let's hope some of that is sodium.
So I can bitch or whine, but bottom line is "what are you going to do about it".
I am going to reduce my calories to 1200 a day (that's a deficit of 3-500 calories). I am going to add back in my daily workouts (I had excuses and reasons all last week and did NONE) Monday to Thursday, with or without Michelle. I am going to add in another two workouts this week. I am going to go grocery shopping and stock up on healthy nutritious CLEAN foods. I am going to cut out bread products for this week. I will snack on carroty goodness. I will throw out all crap in the fridge that I was planning on incorporating into my meals so as not to waste them. (someone said once to me "you spent the same $$ whether you eat it or not")
I am going to dance. Whenever possible. I am going to shimmy and shake and get my groove thang on and burn every extra calorie I can. I am going to work my ass off... or on. I have no ass. I have to work to have one. But I will work this stomach off!
I will NOT be a statistic. I can't. I can't for ME. I refuse to give up being sexy AGAIN. I am happy as a thinner, healthier, sexier woman of 40 than I was as a dumpy, fat, no-one-looks-twice-at 30 year old.
Thanks for listening,
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