Okay, so things have been really stressful around here. Mark has moved to Florida, the housing market continues to be slow with no signs of improving, money is getting tight, my business has been slow to start, I’m dealing with chronic pain and fatigue (and no diagnosis as of yet)….. The list just continues.
I wish I could say I am the type of person who turns to working out to relieve my stress. I know it would benefit me. I know it would probably help make me feel better, but to find the motivation and energy to add working out to my list of things to do just isn’t happening!
So, needless to say, I’ve put weight back on. Now, this isn’t anything new. I’ve always had a weight issue. I’ve joined Weight Watchers numerous times to lose weight, which I do, just to gain some or most of it back. I’ve always hated the way I look! Growing up, I had 2 sisters who were thin, and in my eyes absolutely gorgeous, while I always felt like the ugly step sister! I think it’s time I just accept the fact that this is me!
I’m not saying I won’t try to put the effort in to get healthier and include working out in my routine, but I am not going to beat myself up for it any longer. I’m tired, in pain, and miss my husband! If I don’t feel like exercising, I won’t! I will get back on track with it when my life gets back on track, but for now, I am just going to accept my chub!