Life

Imagine exercising almost two hours a day and eating less than a thousand calories and not losing a pound!  It happens.  I can go almost a week doing this and it is so frustrating!

It’s not like I am even close to my goal.  I’ve been at this for six months now and I need to lose forty more pounds before I am even in the right range for my height!

People tell me how wonderful I look, but I remember how other people told me how bad I looked way before I got to this weight on the way up.  It is either a matter of perception, or they are being nice. 

Of course I need and want the good words.  I am just upset today because I gave in and over ate yesterday.  And, to make matters worse, I didn’t exercise either, although I did go shopping.

And then to add insult to injury I read that Lord Byron, the poet, who had a tendency to be chubby, did all the same things I do.  He ate up compliments, wrote about his weight loss, preened when he felt thinner and got depressed when he gained weight.  If I were also a great poet I might feel I was in good company, but we only share his darker side.

Life.  It is always a challenge.