Today is my Birthday. I woke up this morning 36 years old.
I must have had too much fun when I was younger because I seem to have misplaced a few years. I feel like it wasn’t really that long ago that I was 26. It must have been during those missing years that I gained all this weight too, because I honestly don’t remember getting fat. It’s like I just woke up one morning and did a double take when I caught my reflection in the mirror.
I’m still trying to piece together how it happened. I’m still trying to get to where I need to be. I had a gain this week, which was evident by the lack of posting on my part. I love to brag when I am successful but when I’m not I shut down. It wasn’t a huge gain, a little more than a pound, but frustrating none the less.
I question all the time if I can do this or not.
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can……….
I want to.
I want to be thin and look good enough to turn heads again. I want to look like I’m 26… not just feel 26.
But I also want to eat Cinnabons without a second thought.
And I’m more than a little angry that there are no low-carb convenience foods to be found in the grocery store. I bought some sugar free barley muffins that looked promising, label had 11 grams total carbohydrate, 3 grams of Fiber for a net carb count of 8. Not great, but not horrible if I really wanted something baked with my coffee in the morning. I wanted to have them at my desk at work and they came in extra handy this week because someone (I won’t name names…) kept bringing in donuts and bagels. Then this morning I re-read the label, a serving size is half a muffin. All of a sudden I had to double my counts. So it’s no surprise I had a gain….
Who really eats only half a muffin? There should be a law against that…