So most of you know that I am more than just a little bit unhappy with my present weight. It is just not cool. I know that my screwed up thyroid and the antidepressants don't help but my MAIN problem is that I am an emotional eater and I refuse to exercise with people around. Refuse. Don't try to convince me to do it because it won't work.
Have you ever tried to quit emotional eating when you are completely stressed out? It is hard. Trust me. And I am failing at it spectacularly.
And have you ever tried to follow any sort of normal exercise regime when you are CONSTANTLY surrounded by people? And yes, my kids DO TOO count. The last time I tried to exercise with them in the room I had this conversation...
Aiden: what are you doing mom?
Me: because it is the healthy thing to do and I want to lose weight.
Aiden: because you are so fat?
Owen: fat hahahaha your fat mom hahahahaha
Aiden: hahahah mom's fat mom's fat hahahahahaha
Owen: you're the biggest one in our whole family mom
Me: ya, I know. why don't you guys go play outside or in the street or something (ok, I didn't really say that last part but I totally thought it)
Aiden: mom your bum is all jiggly like Santa Claus' belly
Owen: Santa's fat belly is jiggly like mom's bum hahahahahaha
Me: ok seriously you guys need to go away
Me: you guys woke your sister up with all that making fun of mommy, that's just not nice.
Me: go away guys. now.
Turn off dvd. Exit room. Resist urge to cry. Remind myself they are just children and don't deserve to be throttled.
So ya, I'm not doing that again.
The point is things on the weight loss front are NOT going well.
I'm going to go eat some ice cream and go to sleep. Bye.
Not dead yet.
1 hour ago