The day after..

Ok so the day after Christmas did not go as planned. I woke up with the intentions of being 100% on track. Well it did not happen.

Jeff wanted to take me shopping for clothes. In May this would have tickled me to death but yesterday after my 2 weeks of eating nothing but crap on top of me struggling after the last 3 months, I knew it would not be pretty.

I did get 2 really cute pairs of jeans, 2 shirts from Old Navy, and some pants from Areopostale. The woman working in there really ticked me off though. I can wear their fleece/jogging pant things but I can't wear their shirts. They are all made really super small but I looked at them anyway.

She said " we have other hoodies over here, exactly what size are you looking for?" Totally ticked me off. I've been overweight long enough to know when someone is being a jerk and well she was. I said "I'm just looking." Believe me though she knew I was not happy.

Rant over.

Then me and the hubs went to Cracker Barrel and ate..to much.

Today is a new day and I'm sick of being fat. I'm sick of the weight I've put back on. Sick of feeling bad.

I'm done.

Round 2 of Blogger

I was going to start completely over on Blogger but changed my mind. I only had a total of 4 posts last time, so this will be round 2.

Christmas was amazing this year. I enjoyed a little to much of the food. Ok I went way overboard with the food. I'm so disappointed in myself and my lack of willpower. It is nobodies fault but my own. No one forced the 3 pounds of peanut butter fudge down my throat.

Jeff said he wanted to take me shopping this week for clothes but I know when I go I'm going to get upset. I hate shopping, even after losing the weight. I'm not nowhere close to where I want to be and I'm slipping further and further away.

I'm going to go low carb and gradually add in good carbs. I sound like a broken record, I know. Don't know what my problem is anymore. Why am I struggling this way?

Christmas pics!