I just cant take it any more for realz

OK.  I'm pissed.  It's time to get serious.  The HORRIBLE number that jumped out at me on the scale at the doctor's office yesterday scared the shit out of me and so I think I am now really REALLY ready to get to work and lose this weight.  Two of my friends (at least) are getting their act together; one very publicly (go Friedman!), and one only recently (you know who you are and YOU are going to rock this!!).  If they can do it, so can I.


We are a fat country.  Its a fact.  I am a fat girl.  That is also a fact.  And I am sick of being fat.  I am sick of buying large size underwear and 38D bras.  I said damn; that's a BIG number.  It's not that I don't like my now huge-size boobs.  They're fine.  It's the huge-size belly that has accompanied them that is the major problem. It's also the fact that bras are fucking expensive and I don't want to have to keep buying bigger ones.  I have put on 60 lbs since high school.  That is A LOT OF WEIGHT.  Goddammit.


So here is my plan.  I've already been walking in the mornings.  Now, its only about 13 minutes, but I have been doing it consistently since October.  I only miss when it's raining.  I am resolving to walk at work as time and weather permit, and also walk at home in the evenings.  I have a ready-made destination in my garden plot, and God knows my tomatoes could use the daily waterings.  I also have started to do a workout I found on Pinterest,  I will resolve to continue doing that too.  I will also try and cut out refined sugar in the form of candy and to also reduce my portion sizes.  And servings.  Shit, this already sounds too hard.


I'm lazy.  That is a fact.  This is going to be really hard.  That is also a fact.  I would much rather lay on my couch with my cat and watch TV when I get home than exercise, especially when its 102 degrees at 8pm.  I would much rather sit at my computer and play Farmville than get up and walk after lunch.  Ugh.  This sucks.  But being fat sucks more.  


I can do this.  I can.