ONE STEP AT A TIME

My weight is stubbornly remaining exactly the same.

So I am trying to walk just a little bit further every day.

And although I look somewhat ridiculous, I am trying to ride my bike.

Yeah, I think I do look like that.

THE IMPORTANCE OF TIMING

Tomorrow begins the true public humiliation - I am going to post my weight loss/gain weekly.

But WHEN do you weigh yourself?!

First thing in the morning? Late at night? After lunch? Before dinner?

Wait! I got it!

Right after you purchase and are holding onto four dozen helium balloons!

Yes?

TODAY IS THE TOMORROW WE LOOKED FORWARD TO YESTERDAY

I am taking a leaf from two dear friends' blogs, and making (another) bold step forward - 4,945th time is the charm, right?

So I am going to begin logging my weight here weekly.

Mondays are blue days, right? So let us begin.

EEECCCHHHH!!!

THE JOURNEY BEGINS - EMBARRASSMENT SHOULD FOLLOW

2 slice bacon -- 92
French Toast -- 298
Yogurt -- 150
Grape Nuts -- 200
Wilt's noodles -- 350
Yogurt -- 100
Popcorn -- 100
TOTAL ---- 1,290

Exercise -- minimal. Took horses for a short walk this evening, and was reminded forcibly of need for weight loss by 1) excessive perspiration and 2) getting literally sandwiched between both horses charging through the gate at the same instant - I need to leave a much better looking corpse if I am going to be killed by them.

ACCOUNTABILITY

I am conceding that fact that I am formally in the "obese" catagory of even the most generous height/weight charts. At 54 years old, I am shrinking, which only exaggerates the excess tonnage - excuse me, pounds - I am carrying.

I am finally tired of pushing too many tops to the back of my closet, of letting my belt out another notch, of wearing my 'fat-day' jeans everyday.

I hereby am putting my appetite, my caloric intake AND my weight out in the public on this previously obscure blog and pray that while I do hope it remains shrouded in disguise, the daily (yes, DAILY, my dear) recording will prompt me through shame, if nothing else, to lose some of this weight.

My success is my responsibility alone - but of course any kind, delicate or encouraging words would be sincerely appreciated.