It just occured to me that all summer I have worn gym clothes. You know the kind...stretchy, forgiving, wonderful articles of clothing. This week I am going on a cruise (that's another story, being old enough to chaperone teenagers) and I love to dress up at night. As I began packing and trying on dress after dress I realized they won't zip. Either I can't get them up over my thighs or when I do they are no where close to closing with the zipper. Ok a cruise is one thing, but what am I going to teach in? It makes me really sad.
I also called to make an eye exam this morning. My right eye is giving me some trouble, I notice it when watching tv the most. I had Lasik five years ago and she told me when I get pregnant my eye sight could change since you retain water and your eyes are composed of just that. At the time, I didn't care. Well my whole freaking body changing without a baby makes me sad/pissed/angry/annoyed.
I just feel so bummed. I normally eat what I want, when I want, and haven't really ever told myself no. I also hate working out. Obviously these things must change. My girlfriends reading this have been through struggles with weight and they don't complain, so I hate to call them and talk (really whine) about this topic. What do I weigh? I have no clue. I wonder if Will can tell a difference but he doesn't say anything. I don't have motivation, I want the magic pill. So I am gonna stop this post, and go to the gym.
P.S. I got a pretty significant haircut, you think it's cause it's the only thing I feel in control over right now?