yep. i'm 29. the birthday i've been dreading for the past 365 days has come and gone. surprisingly, i'm not really depressed like i thought i might be. although now i'm gearing up for the really big birthday that comes after 29. ugh.
i did a bit of birthday celebrating...but mostly kept things in control. i use the word "mostly" very liberally.
i was given a carrot cake (w/ cream cheese frosting), which is like meg-kryptonite. luckily, in a moment of clarity and willpower, i threw about 3/4 of the cake down the disposal. (see above pic for evidence)
i was contemplating announcing that i will attempt to lose 30 lbs. by the time i turn 30. that gives me about 362 days. doable? probably. i'm just having trouble mustering up any sort of zeal in the weight-loss department. hmm. maybe i'll just settle for 3.0 lbs by the time i turn 30. ok ok, i'm kidding.
i should probably weigh myself, but i really don't want to. i can't decide whether i should join weight watchers again. mostly, pants and shirts that were feeling tight a few weeks/months ago feel a little looser. (emphasis on little) i know i really need to step things up if i really want to lose. the question is...how? motivation, where art thou?
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I hear ya! My 3-0 comes in about 4 months! I'm not scared about the age, but I'd like to FINALLY do something about the extra chub. Hence my dreaded ww re-join.
Week one report: no honeymoon, but not so bad. HA! We'll find out tomorrow if I lost anything or not!
Seriously wish I could eat the carrot cake through the screen, by the way.
ahhh you two spring chickens.
(she types with her old arthritic fingers :))
HAPPY BELATED!
MizFit
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