Here we are. Another year has gone by and I still have the same top priority resolution on my list, losing weight. Last year I managed to end the year losing about 20 pounds, but I fell short of my goal to lose 45 pounds. At one point I was only 15 pounds away from my goal, but I fell off the wagon and gained some back.
Failing is really rough on me. With everything else in my life, I’ve been able to do what I’ve put my mind to. Why is losing weight so different? I wish I knew; I suppose I’d be a rich man if I did. All I can do is keep trying. Eventually something has to stick, right?
Last year wasn’t a total failure. I did manage to lose some weight. I was doing good for the first 3/4 of the year. After that I stopped exercising and let my diet go a little bit. I didn’t fall all the way into my old terrible eating habits, but I did slack a bit. The lesson for me there is that I have to stay diligent. I’ve come to accept that this is going to be a life long struggle for me. My father was overweight and never got a hold of his problem. He died at the age of 41. I can’t let that become my fate.
Here’s to a new year and a new struggle. I wish the best to you and yours. Stay tuned, this just may be the year when I reach my goal. You wouldn’t want to miss that, now would you?