For some reason I am anxious and up-tight tonight. Maybe pensive is a better word, like anticipating a bad storm. I don't know why, perhaps because I know tomorrow is Monday. There is never any pressure to lose weight or start a diet on the weekend, it is just unheard of right? But Monday is a different story, Monday is supposed to be the best day.
But I can't because my Mothers birthday is Monday and I don't want to start my diet on my Mothers birthday. Why? For whatever reason I think that the day I begin the diet is like the day I begin my new life, it has to be a day that I will want to celebrate, to look back and say, "that was the day I began to change my life, that was the day I started to lose weight for real" That has to be some kind of neurosis or something, I know it can't be normal. I wonder if anyone else feels like that out there?
Then my cousin calls and wants to stop by on his way traveling across the country. I like my cousin very much, but I am embarrassed that I am so fat now, and I also don't want him to upset my plans to lose weight, can I be on a diet and exercise program with relatives visiting? He will want to go out and do stuff, I don't want to say I can't go. but I also don't want to tell him not to visit because he is family.
Like always, life keeps moving on without me, completely indifferent to whether or not I tag along.
im like that 2 lol i always start it on a fresh week it just seems right
Posted by: jenny | September 01, 2008 at 14:18
wow..those are always my excuses too. I know they atre excuses but I still by them.. it's funny how we would never buy it if someone else said it to us
Posted by: | January 17, 2007 at 18:06