I've been trying to lose weight for about 6 months now. I can say that safely, since it has been that long since I started working out towards this goal. Not that I've been religiously working out in the gym. Sometimes its just 2 days in the week and on a good week, its been 5 days. Yes, I haven't lost a pound or an inch. My paunch is still reaches the door knob before the rest of me gets there.
I've never been fat. Until now. I was always among these lucky few, who wouldn't put on weight, no matter what I ate. Until sometime last year. Then all my bad eating habits caught up with me with such vengeance that I yet to recover. Before you could say "whoops", I was already rotund.
So now, I've been gymning on and off, as regularly as I can muster my depressed and deluded self to the gym. And it hasn't shown on my body one bit. But as my better half says, at least I've stopped putting on any more weight :-)
I've decided to keep a strict watch on my calorie intake, better safe than sorry. Makes me wonder how all those lovely fit and toned ladies do it. I just dont enjoy exercising. Sweating and puffing for breath arent my ideas of entertainment or having fun. Its more like punishment for past deeds, like eating too many crappy donuts with all that trans-fat. booohooo!!
Ne'er mind. Get there I will.......on to a thinner and healthy me!!
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