I have come to the conclusion that I have a love/hate relationship with the holidays. I love the lights,
the ornaments, and even wrapping Christmas gifts for those I love.
But most of all, I love the food. Which is where the problem comes in.
I HATE that I let myself go each year right before and during the holidays. All the baking, cooking, and family time that I love just leads to me eating and eating and more eating.
Which means I put on weight. Then each year in January, I have to bust my tail to lose the weight again before summer. It's a never-ending cycle of fluctuating weight for me, and I can't stand that I let it happend year after year. Already this year I'm up 15 pounds, and I'm struggling to manage the weight gain before I spiral out of control. So, now that I'm already fat before Christmas, I find myself depressed over the fact, and do you think I want to exercise? NO! I just grab another handful of m&m's and wallow in self-pity. I've been through all the whining, "It's not fair that I can't eat whatever I want and never gain a pound", "I can look at a piece of food and gain weight", and " I just can't find the time to exercise". Isn't chasing after my kids each day enough? I'm worn out by the end of the day. Am I doing NOTHING?
So today I have had enough...no more excuses! I'm taking control and I'll spend the majority of my day and the next and the next exercising until I have this under control.
I'll step away from the m&m's, the cheeseball, and the egg nog, and I'll eat my
Attain bars and drink my shakes.
Please forgive me if I'm moody for the next month or so...I promise it's not intentional. If you don't hear from me for a few days, I apologize. Rest assured, I'll be home wearing myself out daily with exercise...ugh...
The weightloss countdown begins today...wish me luck! I'm so going to need it...