Sometimes you just need to make a decision. I have come to the conclusion that all this navel gazing really isn't getting me anywhere. Weighed myself on Friday. 73 kilos. Wow. Holy Christ! That is 7 kilos above my lowest weight to date. This gaining has gotten totally out of hand. I have to take control now. I don't want to whinge and complain anymore about how shitty my life has been, how the problems of my past creep up and bite me in the ass, but the fact is it does happen. I was coasting along and then one day *BAM*. Eating right? Counting calories/kilojules? Exercising? All out the window. But today I went for a walk. I have decided that I know what I need to do. Eating right and exercising will benefit me in this fight for my sanity. I dont know why when I start to feel the doom and gloom I give up the very things that could in fact make me feel better. Go figure. I miss my friends, Beck , Airlie , Argy . I love you guys. And everyone else I really do app...
addiction, food, alcohol, love, recovery