I've gained and lost and gained and lost and gained and lost the same 20 pounds since we moved to Washington in 1996. The thing about me is, I'm either 100% off a diet or 100% on. There's no in-between. That makes for huge fluctuations as I eat my way out of my clothes and diet my way back into them. I've tried all sorts of methods to lose weight but I've found the one that works best for me is Weight Watchers.
So yesterday, I dragged my sorry butt down to Weight Watchers and signed up. Again. It's so humiliating to admit defeat but it's better than NOT doing anything about it.
I don't want to turn this blog into a weight-loss chronicle. But it might turn into something like that at times. A lot of heavy (no pun intended) thinking goes on when you're trying to make a lifestyle change and this could be a good way to sort it all out.
Anyway, for starters, I'll just post this picture of me that was taken exactly a year ago. I had been exercising and eating well for a few months so that I could join my parents and sister on a cruise through the Panama Canal. This picture was taken on the first day of the cruise. I felt so good about myself on this day. I want to feel this good again.
Wish me luck!!