One of the issues constantly on my mind these days is dealing with my weight loss. I’ve had an ongoing and seemingly neverending battle regarding my weight. Partly fueled by depression and self esteem issues as well as other things I’ll spare you from it’s gotten bad at times. My highest weight was up to 390 lbs.
I’ve been yo-yoing up and down for a while now. I’ve been doing good for the last month or so. This week, I’m down 2.2lbs. Current weight 314.0lbs. The photo I’m putting in here was at least twenty pounds more then I’m currently at. My goal weight is 200lbs. Some days the goal seems so far off, I think I’m a fool for even trying. That’s when the depression kicks in.
I’ve been going to the gym about three times a week these days. I’ll be going on my vacation in about a week. Kinda worried about my food options when I get to Kentucky. I’m shooting for 300 lbs by Labor day. That’s 14 lbs in a month and a half. Seems like a lot now.
Well, each day is another day. I’m working at this one every day. Think about it all
the time. I’ve been spending a lot of money on my self improvement, with weight watchers, gym membership, medicine, and doctors. It’s going to be a long struggle. I hope I can win this war but it’s a daily battle and it sucks because I love food. I love to cook food, eat food, share food. Ugh..