I'm at 218. I'm up 2.
I'm stuck. I've been stuck here for a year now.
I'm going to State Fair today, which is basically a walking eat-a-thon on a stick.
It's alwasy something. But I have to remember, I can do this. I've done it before. I dropped some 25 pounds already. That's 25% of what I want to lose overall.
This is hard, but not impossible.
I need to go re-read this entire blog and learn where I've come and re-focus. I haven't posted last week not because Iw as busy, but because I was too embarassed to admit that I havehn't made any freaking progress.
But I can't just give up. That's not the title of this blog. This Blog isn't "Oh well, I tried." It's "This Time For Sure." I'm not happy with this weight, and giving up won't make me happy. It will just be failure. So I just have to figure the hell what is up with me that I can't get past this. I feel like I'm really stuck, stuck at the convergence point I discussed when I wrote this post. I clearly still haven't figured out how to get past it. But I can't go back down that ladder.
I've made strides in other aspects of my life, but the numbers are failing me (or I'm failing the numbers), and I'm very much a person who needs empirical statistics to confirm or deny what I'm doing. Yes, I generally *feel* better about myself, but I'm still not where I want to be, and I am not on the right road to get there.
More late. My freaking bike got its FIFTH FLAT Tire this morning. Brian's coming to pick me up from work and take me and my bike to a shop, where I'll fix the flat and hopefully (if I can get while-u-wait service) ride it home. Then shower (for what its worth on this miserable hot and humid day) and go to State Fair. Fortunately the concept of deep-fried s'mores on a stick isn't all that appealing to me (but those dang cream puffs are!)
Hey Wisconsinites, has anybody ever gotten a realistic Points (TM) count on a Wisconsin State Fair Cream puff. I really need to count this.