they say nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.
but they never had new york pizza.
or allene's home-cookin' ...
after we got married i managed to pack on 15 pounds. (yes, 15. and even though i've managed to delete 99% of all the unflattering photos of our first year of marriage, there's proof.) i spent the next two years of our marriage losing 13 of said pounds.
behold plumpelstiltskin.
december 2009, +15 pounds
but since we've returned to the land of cars and carbs (read: america) my waistline is on the up and up, while my self discipline is on a steady decline. just this week i enjoyed the greasy delights of venezuelan arepas, gorged on a chicken tikka buffet, ordered pizza (twice- UGH!) and stayed up too late watching food network which turned into staying up too late eating pancakes. (damn you "diners, drive-ins and dives.")
and despite the fact there is a free gym at work, at the end of the day i just want to get started on my 45-minute drive home ...
so this is a very public plea for help. if you have any secrets of motivation, now would be the time to share them.