January 30, 2008 This morning I woke up to sound of the whirling wind. I imagined it was really cold but nonetheless I thought maybe I should work out this morning since exactly one week from today I will have foot surgery and will have to allow for proper healing time. I talked myself out of it and justified it by saying why start now when you’ll have to stop. Nonetheless, I scoured my closet for something that was comfortable and pulled together. Black jacket, black dress and turquoise necklace. Great, right? No. I saw all my lonely suits and things hanging in the closet and realized I can’t wear any of them. I do a lot of on-camera work and the moment of truth is always evident on screen. You would think I would get it. So, I am going to plan a workout this evening and eat healthier today. Breakfast – Ezekiel bread (2) with organic peanut butter/strawberry jam and Light Soy Chocolate Milk – I love that stuff.Snack – Strawberries, had to eat them so they wouldn’t go to waste.Lunch – I was supposed to meet Paula for lunch at 1:00. By then I was hungry and ate my salad and some of my steak. It was almost 2:00 when I decided to eat the rest of my steak. Love my girl but don’t set your watch by her. Dinner – I was hesitant to post this but I have to be honest. I ordered a chili dog, fries and a chocolate shake. It was late and my son has the flu all day and finally got an appetite so he had a taste for this place called Checkers. Needless to say, I succumbed in a pinch. Oh yeah and I didn’ t work out. There it is done.
Today is the tomorrow I talked about yesterday. The one where I said I would start eating healthy and exercising like I used to. I made it through the 2008 North American International Auto Show events looking cute and not feeling like a stuffed sausage but pictures don’t lie. Sure, I knew how to pose where I looked thinner than I was. But the illusion soon came to light with the snap of a camera. And I can’t deny it any longer. I have to remember why I enjoy being thin and not apologizing for it. I don’t want to be a size 12 in 22 world. I like being a size 8 or 10 and not because of psychobabble claiming that you will never be happier when you are a size….. but because I like to shop and it not be a chore. My girl Christie challenged me to start working out for the next 30 days like we did last year. It has seemed extremely difficult to get up in the cold weather and move for an hour but like I said the camera doesn’t lie and I am ready to face the truth. It’s time to get moving and get back to my goal weight. I really don’t want to overhaul my wardrobe and resort to wearing black head to toe. So boring.