Blog Blog Bo Bog

Today on facebook (yup...my facebook diet is just about as successful as every other diet I've ever been on) I saw that a friend of mine started a blog last night.  I felt glad for her.  I felt glad for her because reading her blog reminded me of how much I enjoy writing mine.  Of course you wouldn't know that by the amount of attention I have given to it lately!  It's not that I don't have anything to say...as a matter of fact I think it would take hours to put down all of the things that I feel inside.  It's not that I don't have time...I have literally been spending hours watching "Veronica Mars" DVD's (never watched the show when it was on, a friend loaned me her DVD sets, if you've never watched it and one day decide to you won't be disappointed) anyway I have been spending hours with that in the evenings.  So what I have concluded is this... I created this to be a blog primarily about my weight loss...and well I really...well I don't...have any weight loss stuff to report except that my efforts suck big time donkey poo!  Aren't you all tired of hearing me say how much I "try"...cause I'm tired of writing it!  Don't you want to read about my victories???? Because I sure as heck want to be able to share them with you.  I don't want this to be a page of excuses...the world is full of those and one more added is not gonna help anyone with anything...it hasn't helped me.  I will say that I have met with a personal trainer at least four days a week for the last three weeks.  I get that service FOR FREE because of my job.  The only thing I have to do is change my clothes and walk across the street.  I was doing really well until I got strep throat...so I haven't been there for a week.  I was also very discouraged when I went to the doctor for a physical and learned that I had gained 2 pounds since starting the gym.  THAT IS WHY I DO NOT GET ON THE SCALE!  Next time I go to the doctor I'm gonna ask them not to tell me what it is.  I want to measure myself by my efforts not a number on the scale. (Which, at this point however, gives me the same result!)  The number on the scale does not define me.  It does not tell me what type of person I am, or who I am gonna be someday.  It's a good tool for some people, but not for me.  So back to the trainer it is on Monday. And, even  as my muscles cry a screeching "NOOOOOO!" from within...my psyche is telling me "You go girl!" (because my psyche just cannot get rid of cheesy phrases from the 90's!)