I haven’t posted here in quite some time. It seems like I’ve lost my motivation, though I haven’t lost the pounds. Ack. Where is my willpower? Have you seen it? Please send it home if you see it.

Next week, I start water aerobics at a new place. The community ed program I usually go to — at a school, with mostly senior citizens — isn’t having a class this spring, so I’ve signed up for a class at the Y. On one hand, I’m excited, as it’s a beautiful new facility. On the other hand, I’m petrified. You’re really on display in this place — it’s atrium-like, so it’ll be like exercising in a fish bowl. In a bathing suit. When you have at least 30 lbs to lose. And I’m convinced that the people in this class won’t all be senior citizens. Some will be young and fit, no doubt. I’m hoping for a few middle-aged unfit people like myself so I’ll feel more at home. Sigh.

Anyone want to play their teeny tiny violin for me?

Anyone have a wig I can borrow so I can go to class incognito?

Also, I’m thinking that a miniature electric-fence-like device would be good for my mouth. When the sweets approach it, I get a little jolt. Nothing harmful, just a little incentive to stay away from the stuff I crave.

It’s bad when shorts-season approaches & you realize it’s your own damn fault that you’re not looking so good. And that you’re the one who puts the chocolate bunnies, ice cream, etc. in your mouth. No one else’s fault but your own. (Talking to myself here…)