In case you are wondering, that is my chin. Not my mother’s chin although I can see where you would make that mistake (sorry, mom). Not Mount St. Helens. Or a lumpy cushion. My chin.
When did this happen? It use to look like this:
and like this:
Now that I have given up wine during Lent (except on Sundays) even though technically I didn’t need to because I no longer practice the Catholic religion but do practice Lent so I will do it for Jesus, I have decided that now is as good as any to get my fat ass up and moving. In addition to the fact that I have completely lost my neck, I want you to see that I have also lost my sweet little booty and flat stomach but gained some nice arm and back fat. I actually used to have really nice legs. They too, are gone. This is me at 154.6 pounds:
I know. Don’t be jealous. Jealousy is not very becoming.
A fellow momblogger, http://not-your-average-mom.com (if you haven’t read her blog, please do. She’s really funny) has inspired me. She has been posting pictures of herself during her weight loss journey. Don’t expect as good results from me so quickly because she works out A LOT.
So, I decided that in order for me to finally get moving and do something about this problem, I am going to commit to my readers. Because if I don’t follow through I will embarrass myself and this is a small town. I don’t want you bitches talking smack about me. I say that in jest. Love to you all.
I know I’m really putting myself out there. I am being real and I am being honest. I am sharing the bad and the ugly. But I have zero drive and even less will power and I’m afraid if I don’t do something to make myself accountable, I will continue to be on the downward slope. And I don’t ski.
So far today I have walked 3 miles in the freezing 25 degree weather, had a salad for lunch and drank more water than usual. I’m off to a good start. But it’s only day 1 and I still have to meet the girls tonight for my weekly “Monday Night with the Girls” ritual. Wish me luck.
If you don’t mind, I will post a new pic each week to see if I’m changing for the better. If you don’t want to look, please don’t. I know it’s a lot to ask and I appreciate your support. And who wants to look at me week after week? I don’t. That’s why I’m doing this. Goodbye double chin. You are no longer welcome.