Well, I'm back riding my bike. I started slow--like starting over--and it sucks to think I was riding 10 miles three times a week and jogging between. I just don't know how I let myself get so messed up--so fat and gooey.
Next month, it will be a year I've been trying anything and everything to increase my cardio. Little goals, big goals, no goals. Programs, ideas, rewards. I just don't get it. I am the exact same weight within a few pounds that I was when I started. I still can't wear my wedding ring. My face is still chubby. Meanwhile, women around me are losing weight in their 40s and looking sexy. I am just pudgy me. I want to give up and accept it, but I know that giving up will make whateve I do have turn to goo. I know it will happen because as soon as I stopped runnining and riding, my gut returned and my waist began to pudge.
I guess this is just not a good day for a blog entry.
At any rate, I weighted 204.4 this morning and rode my bike for 20 minutes. I snacked on some old Easter candy which I am going to throw out today. I am having company on Friday and would really like to have a piece of chocolate trifle more than I want that Easter candy.
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