Back on the Weight Loss bandwagon

Winter is over and since the week before Christmas I have gained almost 6 lbs.  It doesn't sound like a lot, but it's enough for me to feel yucky in my body and for my clothes to sort of fit awry.  It's unacceptable and a sign of the chaos my mind has been in on and off.  It started with a stressful week at my inlaws at Christmas (Side not, let me clarify that it was because of Chloe, not my in laws; The little gal wasn't sleeping and acted horribly all week....I should have read about moth ball toxicity BEFORE returning home, as she was sleeping in a walk in closet filled with moth balls...talk about mother guilt!).  Then the Seasonal Affective Disorder, then 6 of the busyiest weeks ever including two vacations.  It is amazing once one falls off the wagon how hard it is to get back on.

Today I am jumping back on, but I swear I may have to tie myself to this wagon.  It is 8:52, I have been awake for 2 1/2 hours.  Food should not be dominating my thoughts, but in deed it is.  The Easter Candy in the drawer has come to life.  I swear it is little demons screaming, "eat me, eat me" and I have to speak aloud back to it.  One observing me this morning would think I was insane.  I mean IT IS JUST FOOD.  I don't need to eat crappy food.  Do I?

I had a bowl of oatmeal this morning and I don't know when I finished it, but I came down from getting Chloe and I was crushed to find my bowl empty and my tummy still rumbly.  How thankful I am for fruit and veggies.  They are my long lost neglected friends.  I was cheating on them with pie and Easter Candy, but the loyal produce is still there waiting with open arms.  I just hope I can stay faithful.

Getting a workout in would be good too.  I haven't seen the gym yet this year.  Did I really just admit that to everyone?  I did- it's true, I haven't gone.  All my hard work sacrificed to illness and sick children and a million excuses.  Hopefully coming out of the closet will be mortifying enough to make me get back there or go for a run.  Oprah would condemn me for shaming myself, but I think it's just being appalled at the truth.  I have been making excuses and it's downright ridiculous.  If I want to be in shape, I am going to have to work at it again...and make time for it even when time is in short demand.  Here we go again, readers, back to the grind- to tracking and working out...and soon to feeling great once again.  It'll be a much shorter journey this time...gotta catch this weight gain train before it goes full spead ahead.