. . . is the 2nd day of my new year. I NEVER start my new year until Jan. 8. That way I don't have to start my diet BEFORE my birthday.
Yes, I used the word 'diet'. I don't have to lose 100 pounds, thankfully, but every single pair of slacks that I own, except those with elastic, are extremely tight. Sooooooo. .....
. . . you know what that means.
I pondered the idea of talking about diets on my blog. I mean, this is a very private topic for me. But being private about it has not worked in the last 2 years. Soooooo, I'm going public. Maybe that will mean success.
Some of the gals in my 'work place' (where I 'play') (Hi, H!) are doing the diet thing together. That means they weigh themselves every week and then after a certain time whoever has lost the most will get a cash reward. I thought about doing that. It sounds like a great idea. HOWEVER, I remembered in college signing up for a grad student's test project and weighing myself every Friday morning, and after 2 months I had GAINED weight. Hmm. 'Course I was more immature then, but still I can remember the humiliation like it was yesterday.
I'm being too melodramatic.
Still, I want you to know that this time next year I want to weigh less. Or at least fit better in my slacks and jeans.
Doesn't that sound like a goal?
Maybe I can reach that one!!!
(I just love this blogging-thing. Who knew I would be so into it? I mean, I can write whatever I want!)