It is such a mean word. I don't like it. I am that word. Or is that word me? I dislike this word because of me or that I am the word? I know, makes no sense. But, so does the fact that I can so lose weight but can't seem to quit eating. I even eat alot of healthy stuff but too much of anything(except celery) is a bad thing.
I have a nutritionist. She is awesome, amazing and wonderful. But, I am not losing. It is not her fault, it is my own. I am angry at me.
I need to exercise more. Excuses are the key to this failure. I have the best. Laundry, kids, dark, hot.... you name it.
When will I worry more about my health that the issue of the moment. I need to walk, to move.... to something.