As you may know, last week fell to shit. I planned on walking last week. Didn't do it. On top of that, I ate all kinds of crap... then took naps.
Bottom line I lost zero weight this week. I'm actually not too upset. The way I was going at it I was sure I gained 5 pounds.
I really don't know what the hell is wrong with me. Why do I sabotage myself? I know what needs to be done. Simple formula - eat less move more. So what's the problem? I can't blame it on heredity - I don't have one relative as big as me. Although I've had bad shit happen to me, I'm not eating my feelings - I'm pretty much an open book with those.All I know is I like food and it likes me.