Jenn is absolutely right. We have seriously fallen off the wagon with sharing our stories…and taking this dieting thing seriously. Yeah, I watch what I eat a little but the weekends totally run my diet off the tracks. Yeah, I make it to the gym sometimes, but not nearly enough.

Life gets busy, time gets scarce…but we are given but only one body and we need to treat it the right way. I always use my stress level as an excuse for eating more/worse and not exercising. That is not a good habit to get into…and all the more reason to hit the gym and eat right.

I sat on the couch last night and looked over at my boyfriend. I looked down at myself. We are getting soft, I said. Not good. Today I have my workout bag and iPod in my car and will be taking full advantage of the gym at lunch. I hope to do some interval training to get my heart rate up and blast this fat off my gnarly body.

I’m getting really discouraged in my will power and disappointed in us for not taking this seriously. I laid in bed last night on my back and my saddle bags puffed out from underneath my legs. My soft belly muffined over my sleep shorts. Something has got to give. I need something to work towards, a reason to lose weight, other than, I look a little puffy naked.

This morning, I had a cup of coffee, some dried mangoes and some oatmeal. I’m doing everything in my power to save my Ravioli Lean Cuisine and carrot sticks for lunch time…not 10:15. I’ve been chugging water like a fiend too. I really hope this can be the start of a much longer stint of caring about my health.

Well I’m off to a pretty righteous start. Granted my tummy is fluttering with butterflies due to an insane amount of stress that is finally catching up to me. I interview for a potential new job today, my house is on the verge of foreclosure and my SO’s car insurance ran out a while back. The latter two items I haven’t disclosed to my SO yet. Needless to say my appetite has been lacking.

Breakfast:
(If you want to call it that)
Diet Coke, munched on a few green grapes and consumed a 90 cal. granola bar

Lunch:
Chicken Caesar Salad from Wendy’s of which I did partake in a sm. packet of their dressing and delicious croutons.

The sheer horror of my “true” weight that I discovered late yesterday afternoon is sending me into a downward spiral, amongst the other anxiety and stress I currently have in my life. Hopefully I can avoid eating my feelings during this very rough time.