I have been obsessed with my weight for as long as I can remember. I have tried sooooo many diets including Atkins, Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, Herbal Life, Suzanne Somers… I am sure there are more, there are just the ones I can remember off the top of my head. I have always been mildly successful with each of these diets. But then my love of food overcomes my willpower. I can’t just have a “taste” of anything!
I have worked out for years. We have a gym at the Asylum (which I am going to miss more than anything except Emilio), and I go there usually 4 out of 5 weekdays. I generally do cardio and ab work. Fortunately, my new employer has a deal with a local gym as well, and I will be joining immediately upon starting that job.
Anyway, yesterday I had my annual visit to my doctor. I dread stepping on the scale more than the saddling up and putting my feet in the stirrups! Well, I have reached MAXIMUM density. As always, I asked the doctor if there had been any new scientific breakthroughs that I need to be aware of – like a new drug that is going to magically make me lose those 10 extra pounds. Nothing!
So I need to really buckle down now. My clothes are all a little snug around the middle. I can’t even blame my kids since my youngest is almost 8 years old!
The Enginerd is of no help! He has actually told me that he wouldn’t care if I was 1000 pounds if I was just happy with the way I looked.
One silver lining… Emilio and I were working out together in the gym yesterday, and he assured me that even though I am at maximum density, I may still be considered a MILF in some remote areas of the world. Thanks Emilio! Incidentally, Emilio wrote a lovely post on his blog last night about my departure from the Asylum. I intend to write a post about that in a few days, but I can’t do that right now because it just makes me cry!
Anyway, count me in for Fattie Fridays Pam!