I've gone and done it

I've put the weight back on. All 38 pounds of it, well, almost all of it. I can't help it. Mostly it's not having will power. Part of it is not having time like before. It was easy to eat salads, chicken, and other "good" stuff when I had time to make and eat them. Now, I have to grab whatever is there that I can gobble down quickly. Combine quick and eating quick and it's a disaster. I have been walking the past few days though. It's helping. I think I'm too hard on myself about it.

Logan has started taking karate lessons on Tuesday and Thursday. They are at a local gym. I'm thinking of asking about membership there. I mean, if I'm going to be there 2 nights a week for an hour, might as well do something besides sit and stare at everyone else working out!

I've got to do something about these food gravings. I seem to be eating everything in sight. Nothing is off limits. It was so much easier when I was pregnant. I had to eat right to keep her healthy. I didn't want anything to be wrong with her. Why can't I feel that way about myself?

I feel like a big slob. Eating things I know aren't good for me and aren't healthy. We all have our demons. Mine happens to be legal and readily avaliable. I've started a food diary, to write everything I eat in a day. So far, it's not how much, but what I'm eating that is horrible. Like rice krispie treats for breakfast. What's up with that.

I'm going to make out a meal planner of things I ate while pregnant and try and stick with those. No time like the present!

Prayers are welcome for this journey!