Do-Over!

No, I haven't given up. I have not been defeated by the natural tendencies of my blubbery belly.  I just took a hiatus for the rest of the summer.  When you (few remaining readers) last perused this wannabe blog, I was in the midst of a high-pressure semester in Logan.  Now I am back teaching and grading and supposedly writing, and life is great, right? Nope.

At least, not in the weight department, that is.

I took the rest of the summer off, and I'm paying for it.  I won't bore you with all the scrumptious indulgences which now cluster around my middle.  Just believe me when I say they were amazing.  (I'm drooling just thinking about Robert's ribs and Tammy's seafood slaw.  That grilled pork loin, too--I wonder if I can ever replicate that marinade.)

When school started (August 21) I called for a do-over.  Not because I was assigned playground duty or anything, but I am going to start over.  My weight on said date had ballooned back up to 291.2 pounds--higher than it had been in over a year.

Since then I've gone back to my oatmeal most mornings.  I've cut carbonation again.  I'm eating more fruits and veggies.  And I've almost eliminated those late night grazings.  I don't know what my weight is now, as I'm writing far from my scale, but I am resolved to be better, to weigh less.

As soon as I pass this @#$% stats test, my life will be less stressful as well.  So, until then, it's one little step at a time.


So, yeah.  "Do-over!"

P.S.  I tried posting this earlier, but for some reason my iPad didn't want me to publish anything.  Grrr!