Fighter

I will admit that the last year has been a struggle for me. At this time a year ago, I was nearly a size 12. Today, not so much. I've become supersized and that is a bitter pill to swallow. Quite honestly, I'm disappointed in myself for not keeping up with my healthy living choices.
There are a million excuses as to why all this changed, but none change the fact it did.
It's not too late to change this, but it will take dedication and determination to do it. I need to make consistent healthy choices and to move. The problem is my head knows one thing, and I swear I go into a fog and don't do it.
As a result, here I am today.
It's not about getting skinny, it's about getting HEALTHY. It's making consistent choices that are good for me. It's the difference between drinking water and a soda. Or a salad and a big Mac. Or going back for that second helping. Or deciding to chow down on popcorn or chocolate all afternoon.
It's about making the right decision on a regular basis. It's about navigating the sea of bad choices to find an island of health.
In my head, I do everything right. In reality, I struggle daily to make the right choice 20% of the time.
There are a lot of layers and nuances to it as well. I am an emotional eater. I stuff my feelings with food. The past year, I've done a lot of stuffing. Id rather eat, it appears, than facing what was bothering me. It seems when I'm stressed, I can't resist my food weaknesses, and I don't like working out. Over the last 11 years I have seen the scale creep up, but the past year was the worst. The fact that I am so busy and have so many demands on me requires me to make healthy choices and to move more. There's always an unforeseen crinkle in the carrot, but I have to get back on the planning wagon.