And This Little Piggy Cried Wee Wee Wee ...

I've gained 10 pounds. TEN.

Normally this wouldn't be such a huge deal but, you see, with me it is a huge deal. I gain weight if I just breathe in the smells of food. That easily. But to lose weight? I wish it were as simple as exhaling.

And the thing is I can't keep blaming my damn period for my poor food choices. And they have not been good. I'm not talking a slip here and there ... it has been a non-stop, full-force avalanche of eating whatever is not nailed down.

I still look okay -- luckily my weight kind of spreads itself out -- but 10 pounds can lead to 15 to 20 and so on. So I need to just really stop and be more aware of what I am eating and WHY.

I still go to the gym, although not as often as I used to. I know it's just a frame of mind. My problem is getting there -- to that right frame of mind. I'm still stuck on this whole lifestyle change concept.  OH, and that whole wait 10 minutes to see if the craving still sticks doesn't work for me because I will literally have a conversation in my head where I give myself permission to be Miss Piggy because I will "do better the next day."  So far it has been a month of this circular conversation. 

I OWE THIS TO MYSELF!!! Enough is enough. I've been doing so good this past year and I need to keep it up!! I'm good enough dammit!!!

DILIGENCE!!! I haz it (I hope)!!