That sounds bad I know. But this whole trying to get in shape and lose weight thing is not for me.
Dave and I joined LA Fitness in January with the hopes of enjoying working out dates and both getting slimmer and trimmer. We signed Kate and Sara up for the kids club program, which they love. I hired a personal trainer. And off we were to grand goals and hopes or smaller clothes.
I wanted to give it a fair shot, though I must admit to a fair degree of pessimism on my part. So I stopped eating a bag of M&M's every time I went to the store. Tried really hard to cut out other snacks and fight the constant craving for more sweets. I went to the gym for an hour three days a week and was sore every minute of every day for a month.
So what did I get in return? Nada, nothing, zilch, niente (I wish I knew more languages to add more emphasis to the lack there of, of progress)! OK, I gained a pound of muscle, gained a 1/4 of an inch in my calves(what girl wants that..right!), and lost ONE pound!!!!!!! Now you tell me...does that seem like it's worth all the trouble?????? Is being a size 12 all that bad. Especially since becoming a size 8 now seems entirely unattainable! AHHHHH!!!! Girls can you feel my pain. I gave up all the foods I love, even ate salads for lunch and did things I loath, namely exercising, all for one stinking, measly, worthless pound.
So I haven't wanted to go back. It's been a month since that evaluation and I have been back maybe two or three times. (mostly for the childcare, I can suffer through an hour of exercise when the kids are driving me bonkers) Granted I was really sick for a week, and then the girls were sick. So that two weeks I felt exempt. But I just don't have the gumption to try anymore. Dave says it takes more then a month and that it builds on itself kind of exponentially. But in my opinion I have now found the one crucial flaw in God's plan (no-disrespect). It shouldn't be so impossibly hard. After all I'm trying to repent of my glutenous ways right. Repentance isn't supposed to be so entirely, utterly, seemingly impossible. It should be easier. At this point I think it would be easier to repent of gross crimes against humanity than try to repent for being a lazy food connoisseur!
My only really good piece of incentive small as it is was when Katie asked me today why I wasn't eating M&M's anymore. Sweet girl...I think she is the only one who can tell. I sure don't see a difference, and my body sure isn't showing any signs of rewarding me for my efforts!