Finally stepped on the scale…

I haven’t been on the scale in a long time.  Finally stepped on it today.

And of course, I’m just mad at myself all over again.  Last year, I’d gotten down to 169.  And my goodness was I ever proud of myself.  And it just went downhill from there.  I don’t know what changed, but just one skipped gym session was all it took.  I’m now back up to 196.7.  At least it’s not over 200 again.  I’m angry at myself for letting it get like this again.

So, day one starts now.  Step one: WATER.  For the love of Pete, I adore water and for some reason lately I just haven’t been drinking enough.  So, more water incoming.  My family reunion is this weekend, so I’ll have to really watch what I eat.  I’m going to get in touch with Zaina and see about starting belly dancing classes again.  I also really need to get on a better sleep schedule.

I’ll do measurements tonight…going to make myself go walking when I get home from work.  It’s a walk.  I can walk.  I can do this.