I felt it coming on. That feeling of sadness. Frustration. Anger. I knew it was coming and I *think* I tried to stop it but eventually it washed over me. That feeling that no matter what I do, it doesn’t…
Tag: Life
How Weight Watchers fits into Life
Damage. Control.
One of the things I decided on Sunday was that I was going to stay in control this week. I think something that I’ve lost control of a long time ago is my belief in myself. It sounds strange maybe,…
It’s Bittersweet
Today is my 2 year anniversary of this blog. There’s a lot of Groundhog Day going on here. I want more than anything that this could change, that next year I won’t be the same broken record I’ve been for…
Never Mind, Moving Along
So once again the best laid plans and all that… no chance to get the rest of the posts up that I wanted to accomplish. Never fear, a post about October is here. Once again, busy busy. However, a couple…
That Little Berlin Trip
I mentioned that I was nominated to go to Berlin for a special event that was taking place there for our German Retail Market. The reason that I and a few others from my office had been selected was because…
Here I am
I have four posts in my drafts for my blog, so at least there’s been an attempt to write. It’s been particularly mental the past month – September always is anyway at work (I work in finance, it’s year-end), and…
That thing about Weigh-In Day
To be honest, I saw this pattern a long, long time ago and yet I still let it mentally bother me each time it happened. Whenever I would weigh-in, I would somehow, somewhere throughout the day go overboard with food.…
So. Where Was I?
Right. I had a little vacation. Three weeks to be exact. That was the first time I’ve actually taken three full weeks off of work to spend time with my family (we always have the kids for three weeks of…
I just wanna know
is this what it’s going to be like? are there no others out there who share my experience? I mean, you read and hear all of those people who for example: 1) started running and shed loads of unwanted lardy…
Part II::What to do when you can’t do what you do
I went to the physio. I was definitely not happy with the outcome. In fact I went home and I broke down and sobbed on my husband’s shoulder. What the hell was I going to do now? What about my…