It's Confession Time...

Well I'm back from my blogging break. Things are settling down around the household and beginning to look more normal. But I'm not back to normal yet....

One of my friends IRL (in real life) told me that sometimes, when she reads my blog, that it seems like all is hunky-dory, and all is continually well in my life.

Well, this post should dis-spell any notions that I've got it all together. My precious journey of weight-loss has gotten off course. I'm not happy about it. Actually, I'm fairly disgusted with myself.

You know...that feeling that you've just been messing up and simply not doing your best? Well that's exactly where I'm at.

I'm up 4.5 pounds from my last weight in. UUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH.....

Why are those pounds so easy to put on and so DIFFICULT to take off?

I had grand intentions of getting home and immediately returning to my precious gym. I just couldn't get up in the mornings. Then, I decided to stick those boys in the double stroller and set out on a brisk walk for at least 30 minutes each day to get the juices flowing. I have yet to do that too.

Oh...and my love of junk food and my sugary addiction has been re-ignited. So every day is a huge struggle to do right.

Cooking is a chore and I just don't want to do it - much less cooking healthy!

So that's where I am. Confession is supposed to be good for the soul right? Hopefully this is the first step out of my state of remorse.

I want to get back on the bandwagon and back on it QUICK. It's depressing to think of where I could have been had I taken this last year of losing weight and really worked it. You know...those people who lose like 50-60 pounds in a year - yea...that could have been me...

So that's my confession and my rant. Sorry that you had to see this side of me. I think I just want to pout.