Every night I can envision tomorrow as a new day, one that means I will get up and get on the treadmill and walk. I picture myself losing weight and eventually becoming happy with myself again. However when the morning rolls around, I start eating bad, then I don't get on the treadmill.
I even told myself once I got a dog that I would be the one walking him. Nope, my kids do that usually. It's so frustrating. I hate being fat and I want so badly to lose weight, but I can't get the darn motivation to DO IT!
Anybody else have visions of themselves doing something great with their life and not actually following through with it? Because I swear (except I try not to), I'm going to do this one of these days....
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