I have been very bad about updating on here. The reason is, I didn’t have good news. I wasn’t losing weight, wasn’t on Weight Watchers anymore, and even managed to gain back more than half of the 12 pounds I originally lost last Spring. I was embarassed. I was depressed. I felt like a failure yet again.

And, then I got tired of feeling that way.

I just signed up for a personal trainer at my gym. I’m on day 2 of her diet plan and workouts and I feel hope again. My eyes have been opened to a lot of things regarding nutrition. I thought I knew so much about what to eat, but really I wasn’t eating correctly at all.

And, while my workouts on my own have kept me from gaining all the weight back, and have kept my legs very toned (the trainer even said so!), they haven’t done the trick either.

Fall is here. I’m not ready to put away the shorts and t-shirts! Not so soon!

Actually, Autumn is usually my favorite season but this year it seems to have been nothing but rain so far.  I like some rain, not this much!

Somehow in all that rain I lost 2 lbs.   Honestly?  I don’t think I’m gonna try to find it.

Hello all — just thought I’d poke my head in with an update after being encouraged by Leanne’s post.

I lost *9* pounds in the week I spent in New Brunswick for my grandson’s arrival!  It’s a very large, regional hospital and we walked miles, literally, from the parking lot to hospital every day.  That, combined with light eating and lots of sleep, made the difference.  I’ve kept 7 of it off — I expected to put a couple back on once I started eating regular meals again — and I want to hold it there.  I’m working hard at keeping the momentum going.

My grandson is beautiful. :)  My older daughter and I are hoping to make the trip to see him again this coming weekend.  I’m sure he’s changed a lot in just two weeks.  Here’s a picture for those of you who might not have seen my news on my blog.  His name is Nolan Robert and he weighed in at 8lbs 3 oz.  I’m in love!

This time last year, the jeans I’m wearing today didn’t fit. I was buying new jeans, bigger jeans, because I had outgrown these a few months earlier.

This time last year, I started swimming to help my back. I knew I was carrying too much weight, and I knew I had to do something about it. I wasn’t too interested in “dieting”, though.

This time last year, I was 20+ pounds heavier than I am right now.

This year. This year I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. Down 20 pounds, and stagnating.

I wonder if the only time I’m motivated is when snow is on the ground? I wonder if that’s just the time of year I’m most disgusted and willing to put forth the effort. Right now, this year, I’m still down from what I lost last spring. I still have 20 pounds to go.