Basically I’m blaming the fact that I have no one to work out with for my lack of “success” on my weight-loss journey. I haven’t even stepped on the scale in forever b/c I don’t even want to know the truth. I just haven’t cared lately. Well, that’s not entirely true … I care, just not enough??? I’m not sure. But every morning I wake up and tell myself I’m ugly & fat. I look & feel disgusting. But what do I do about it? I go eat a pop tart or something unhealthy like that. Duh, Natalie! What a retard, huh? It’s kinda like that verse in James about the person that sees himself in the mirror & goes on his way doing nothing about it.
So now what? I can’t depend on someone else to help me be successful in my weight loss venture. It’s always nice to have a friend to do things w/ but b/c of the distance I am from most of my friends, it makes it difficult. Mondays I’ve been playing volleyball in the women’s league in
I’m so discouraged. I hate looking at myself. I just want to be thin!!!!!!!!!!!!!
