Love Filled Shoes

If I was into destructive actions towards my body I would be pulling all of my hair out right now. I’m just completely frustrated with my personal life. The gears have literally grinded to a halt.

I’m not employeed.

I usually like to volunteer at places but I’m unable to get to these places because our family doesn’t have money for a second bus pass. Holy cow we barely have enough for one bus pass in this household.

Then the blasted scale weighed me in at 480 pounds today. I know that can’t be correct because I put in a total of 9 miles this week. I don’t want to brag but that’s a good accomplishment for someone that just barely started training. Today my husband and I are going for a two mile walk and we plan to finish the week with a total of 12 miles.

I guess I’m going to sell the scale and stick to measurements. I’m going to judge myself by how far, how long and how fast I can walk. Other than having children isn’t that what weight loss for women is about? We want to fit into that pair of jeans that is a size 12, 10, 8,…..

I think you know what I mean. The measuring tape is going to become my friend. Hopefully soon I will see the measurements get smaller and smaller. I wonder if my measurements will actually change weekly?