And it wasn’t pretty. I wanted to try everything on before I packed for Vegas so I knew what fits. I knew some things would be tight, but I didn’t think it would be as bad as it was. My shorts and pants from the summer don’t fit. My jeans that used to be loose won’t do up. I knew I gained weight- the scale said it and I could feel it on my body. But I didn’t think it was that bad.
Whenever I saw people talk about gaining back weight they lost, I always said that wouldn’t be me. I knew that I worked too hard to gain it back. Well, I was wrong. I could sling about excuses- it was Christmas, I had a death in the family- but I won’t. I gained weight because I ate too much and didn’t work out, and now I’m paying for it.
I let myself feel sorry for myself for about 2 hours, and then I decided that it wasn’t going to happen again. No more gaining. No more.
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