Today I weighed in. Not a happy number. 192 .... Yikes! I am at my biggest I have ever been not including pregnancy. So today was just as any good day to start reclaiming my life back. (Was that a Cliche`? ... eh oh well it's still the truth.) I pulled out my old Weight Watcher's stuff. Sure it's out dated but if it worked then it is sure to work now. I did go over on my points today, but I did order the crispy thin crust from Pizza Hut instead of Pan or Hand Tossed. That has to count for something, right? Besides, I know I will do better tomorrow. I just need to plan my menus better so I can say "no pizza, we are having ____ for dinner tonight." I need to stand up and tell my mom that I will not run errands after a certain time unless it's a drastic need or an emergency. Is it my fault that she goes to bed at 3am and doesn't get up until the afternoon? Not only will I have success in my meals that I eat, but my daughter can have success in going to bed on time. "And the Oscar goes to Victoria for best performance at bedtime." (Roll clip of major temper tantrum and melt down.)
I will not let a little bit of stress cause me to stick my face in a bowl of ice cream.
This week's words to live by: "The road to success is always under construction."
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