None of my t-shirts fit and I just kind of raged at my hubby about it. He tried going the route of “use it as motivation to get better!” and when that didn’t work, he went the route of flattery. “Well, you know I prefer you naked anyway” XD It didn’t work completely, so I’m still a bit frustrated about my weight gain over the last year.
The good news is that my back injury is finally stabilized enough that I’m getting back into working out consistently. Now there’s nothing to it but to do it. I just have to keep telling myself that I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.
Today I’m grainy, gritty, and tired. So far I’ve managed to clean litter boxes and pour some coffee. I’ve got to get to the bank and report my card as compromised and get a new one. I’m going to try for an all-vegetarian day at work today. Wish me luck. And water, wish me water.