As BFF so eloquently stated, this year is halfway over. Now it's time for me to shit or get off the pot as far as my new year's resolution for a leaner, meaner me. I don't know if I have shared this information with you before but on September 20th I get to be a bridesmaid in my brother's wedding. I don't know if you recall the last time I was a bridesmaid, but it was almost exactly two years ago. That particular dress drove me to hire a trainer at the gym and go on Weight Watchers. That day was probably the least I've weighed ever since.
Since then I have put on about twenty pounds. That's ten pounds a year. I guess that is about normal for those of us that pay no mind to what we put in our mouth, but it is not acceptable. So on Monday I started another diet. I know, I know. We have been down this road before. But rather than do extreme shit, I decided to just cut about 500 calories a day from my diet and walk an hour a day. So far so good. I haven't been drinking beer at night or popping bite sized candies and junk food in my mouth every thirty seconds in the office. I walk Kiyah once in the morning and once at night. I figure eventually I will go to the gym... probably next week though. One thing at a time.
My goal is to lose 10 pounds by my brother's wedding, 25 by my own in April of '09. I will be keeping a diet blog so that this one won't turn into "All I Think About Is Weight: A Never Ending Rant by Randi." I think it's going to be the least interesting reading of all time but I think it will help me.
MORAL OF THAT STORY: Sure, the boy cried wolf more than he should have but eventually that wolf showed up didn't he? Yes he did.