Sunday, August 14, 2011

Weight Lost Challenge at Work

I hate to work out. I hate to sweat. On top of that, I sweat just walking through the house putting up stuff, since its hotter than hell been over 100 for many days here.  Furthermore, when would I have time to work out even if I waned to? In the 15 min's I have to myself each evening after all mouths have been feed and butts have been cleaned? Or at the ass crack of dark early in the morning?  I am not a morning person, and I already have to go to a counselor because I'm about to lose my mind over having not time to myself.  Why would I want to cause myself pain in that free time? Or sweat?

Bottom line? I'm the only one in the office who DID NOT lose weight this first week.  Not only that, I GAINED WEIGHT! What the freakin' crap!!

You would think with the control issues, the postpartum depression, and the OCD tendencies, I would jump at the chance to analyze, chart, control, and see results.  Nope.  I want to reward myself with yummy treats.  I think this may be where the Zoloft is hurting me.  I need anxiety to have the reaction to do all of those things.


  1. Oh man, can I understand. For ten years, in my 20's to early 30's, I was an aerobics instructor and LOOOOVED it. But I also wasn't married and didn't have a child (and didn't have a life!). And then I horribly injured a foot and was on crutches and in a hospital on and off for a year. Now I've gained nearly fifty pounds and NOTHING I can do will make it go away at age 42. And the irony? Since I know HOW to teach, I HATE going to classes. I hate the gym.

    I'm OCD, too, and I KNOW what to eat, but medications (like Zoloft) will do what you say they're doing. But I can't live without them. And I decided, I rather be happy and Zaftig, than miserable and fighting the anorexia that nearly killed me and kept me from having my son.

    I've got a good ear -- email me any time!

  2. Hey, I'm hopping over from FTLOB Comment Sunday.

    Hang in there, I know it's tough. I am in the maintenance phase of my diet and am starting to have a hard time of it. I find myself wanting to go back to my old bad habits. People just don't really realize how much pressure and stress mommies have on them. It's insane some days.

  3. I hope y'all got some rain over there yesterday; we did in Waco! Our record was 44 straight days of 100+ weather. Crazy right?

    Keep cool! Thinking of you on Comment Love Sunday!