Well, my weight has been spiraling out of control—my tummy getting ever bigger every day. I just weighed myself in my undies (to get as low a number as possible)—207.5. I desperately need to do something about it, so I've started this blog to force myself to have some sort of accountability. I figure that if I have to report to somebody (you) at least once a week, I will be more likely to stick to a diet and exercise regimen than I would if I was only reporting to myself.
Today, my hubby and I went to the grocery store and bought all sorts of healthy goodies to snack on—cauliflower, kohlrabi, carrots, grape tomatoes, and bell peppers... I cut up the veggies into bite-size pieces for easier snacking. Not that it's particularly difficult to cut up veggies, but the more convenient it is, the more likely it is that I will stick with it.
I plan on posting pictures of my gigantic belly fairly regularly. I figure that the humiliation of that kind of exposure will be another incentive for me to stick to my diet.
My belly's not just big—it's starting to sag. Not pretty. I might have to start saving some money for surgery. I'm afraid that after I lose the weight, my belly will be hanging like an empty sack. I would feel even worse about my body if I had excess flesh hanging off of it than I do now. If that happens, I would be likely to revert back to my old habits and gain the weight back, hence the desire to save for surgery. I guess we'll see how it goes.
And here it is, as promised: the dreaded tummy
Today, my hubby and I went to the grocery store and bought all sorts of healthy goodies to snack on—cauliflower, kohlrabi, carrots, grape tomatoes, and bell peppers... I cut up the veggies into bite-size pieces for easier snacking. Not that it's particularly difficult to cut up veggies, but the more convenient it is, the more likely it is that I will stick with it.
I plan on posting pictures of my gigantic belly fairly regularly. I figure that the humiliation of that kind of exposure will be another incentive for me to stick to my diet.
My belly's not just big—it's starting to sag. Not pretty. I might have to start saving some money for surgery. I'm afraid that after I lose the weight, my belly will be hanging like an empty sack. I would feel even worse about my body if I had excess flesh hanging off of it than I do now. If that happens, I would be likely to revert back to my old habits and gain the weight back, hence the desire to save for surgery. I guess we'll see how it goes.
And here it is, as promised: the dreaded tummy
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