mortified mama week one

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So, it is that time of year again. Time to D.I.E.T. Oh my. As part of my... ahem... resolution.... (wow, it hurts to say that) I am kinda-sorta on the diet train.  Who's surprised?  Not me.

So, okay, this isn't a willy-nilly 2011 resolution.  If you'll remember, numero uno on my 30 x 30 list is to weigh 150.  I'm a few pounds away from that.  I'll be 30 in approximately 20 months.  I need to lose about a pound a week to reach my goal in time for my big birthday.  You do the math.

Fine... as a sacrifice to the blog and my lovely readers, I'll do part of it for you.  This week's weigh-in number:


drum roll, please...

233.5 hefty ol' pounds

So... yeah.  I gained a few pounds over the holidays. I also look like a chipmunk in that picture.  But, I'm sharing it anyway.  Who wouldn't?  Lots of people.

After all the Christmas cookies, summer sausage, peanut butter balls, cake truffles, cheese, chips and salsa, ham, turkey, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, southern-style green beans, pastries, cakes, barbeque, sodas, mixed drinks, and more... much more... I'm a little bloated.  That's right, that's all water weight.  Uh-huh.

Two years ago, I joined Planet Fitness.  It was fine, but I can't take my kids.  After some flip-flopping, going here and going there, but never regularly, I'm still a member.  Last year, I bought some more Wii Fitness games so I could work out at home.  The batteries have been dead in my balance board for... forever.  And, I tend to cuss at the faux trainer.  Another flop.

I tend to go at it really strong for a few weeks, drop a few pounds, and then burn out.  This year has to be different.  My plan is to take itty-bitty steps towards better heath.  I'm going to use the Habit Streak app on my new phone (which I got for Christmas) to help me do this.  This week's step is to drink three glasses of water a day.  That's it, just three.  Maybe I'll be inspired to cut back on some of my calories, too, but no pressure or anything.  Just three glasses a day.  I think I can do that.

I might not lose a lot of weight at first, but I'm tired of burning out.  I'm tired of the yo-yo-ing.  I'm tired of looking like a chipmunk, storing nuts for the winter.  Winter's here, and I'm plenty fed.  It's time to drink some water.