Here we are. One week down and my whole life to go. I weighed in yestrday and am down 3.4 pounds. I am very encouraged. Just another 6.6 and I post a picture. I worked the program and the program worked. I weighed and measured my food and wrote down everyting I ate.
Next step . . . Exercise. I am still having issues with my left knee. I need to get some Aleve. I will put that on my list to get done after work tomorrow. I need more hours in my day.
This week I am going to try a new receipe. I'm not sure which one yet, but I have decided it needs to be something that I felt like I had to give it up. I need to learn that I can have what I want. Portion control.
I wrote a poem and I want to share it with you.
REMORSE
I wanted some pizza,
I wanted some cake.
Why didn't I see,
It was such a mistake?
Just one little nibble,
Just one little taste.
Goes straight to my butt,
and straight to my waist.
And as I devoured
came the words of my mother
"One little bite
just leads to another."
I should have just slapped
my hands from my mouth
I should have walked north
I should have walked south.
I ate every bite
not a single crum lingered
and when I was finished
I licked all my fingers.
And when it's all over,
It's quite true of cours
Here I sit dealing
with eaters remorse.
(Feel free to share my poem, but please put my name on it. I should get the credit.)
Bye-Bye!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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