Peering down on the enemy. I've been trying to drop weight for almost a year now, since the first time I looked down at the scale -- this scale -- and saw my weight nearing 200 pounds.
I wasn't willing to try a severe diet, since I know myself well enough to know that I would not follow the diet properly. My love of Dr Pepper, bacon, and junk food would conspire to undermine any diet. Instead, with my partner's help, I began paying more attention to what I eat. I didn't cut out soda, but I did make more of an effort not to drink so much of it. I try (and sometimes succeed) to eat a healthy bowl of cereal for breakfast instead of waiting until lunchtime to eat. And I got a gym membership, although with my injured foot, I've been cooling my heels instead of working out.
Last night, I climbed onto the scale and saw that I'm nearly down to 180 pounds. When I'm able to begin working out again, my goal is to drop another 10 pounds over the next few months.
I wasn't willing to try a severe diet, since I know myself well enough to know that I would not follow the diet properly. My love of Dr Pepper, bacon, and junk food would conspire to undermine any diet. Instead, with my partner's help, I began paying more attention to what I eat. I didn't cut out soda, but I did make more of an effort not to drink so much of it. I try (and sometimes succeed) to eat a healthy bowl of cereal for breakfast instead of waiting until lunchtime to eat. And I got a gym membership, although with my injured foot, I've been cooling my heels instead of working out.
Last night, I climbed onto the scale and saw that I'm nearly down to 180 pounds. When I'm able to begin working out again, my goal is to drop another 10 pounds over the next few months.
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