Something NOT so funny...is my weight..ready for update week #4. I quit. I didn't gain or lose this week. But you heard my gripes about last week...still more of the same. I am not throwing a pity party or anything..but I absolutely HATE the way I look. I love everything about my life, my husband, my kids, my family, my job, my new house, but I hate my body. I hate being short, I hate having three chins, and five bellies. It is my fault..yeah yeah I know...and Leo, I know you are going to be mad at me for saying all of this, but it is the truth. My weight is posing a serious health threat to me and I just don't think I will ever change. I diet: I am miserable. I am fat: I am miserable. I feel like "Fat Bastard" from Austin Powers who says "I eat because I am sad and I am sad because I eat" or something like that. I feel like a prisoner in my own body, my clothes are all too small and I refuse to buy bigger clothes. I don't know how to change these facts for me:1) I HATE to excercise
2) Healthy food tastes like crap
3) I love candy, sweets, sugar..it all makes me happy
4) I just plain enjoy eating..who doesn't?
I want to feel good about myself and I want to be healthy so I can be around for my kids. Any ideas? Please help before I need the use of a wheelchair to help get around.
