What the hell?

Yup. I'm still fat.
Yeah. I failed another attempt at blogging.
Uh-huh. I'm sitting on my fat ass, on the couch, playing on the internet rather than running on a treadmill.
Yes. I am still paying $56 each month for a gym membership, but I haven't been to the gym in MONTHS.

So, at least I'm being honest with everyone. I'm airing out my dirty laundry on the internet, but I guess that is what I need to do.

I gained another 5 pounds since I quit working out. That means I am back to 3 pounds lost so far this year. Ugh. This is insane.

Well tomorrow is another day, and I will definitely make it a point to try again to make it to the gym. After I eat my candy or something. After I go to the movies to see Harry Potter in IMAX 3D and chow down on some popcorn and drink a massive Dr. Pepper.

How do I get over this hump? How do I become a person who has the ability to turn down sugary goodness and actually lose weight like I am supposed to? CRAP!

Anyways, Here I am. I'm going to work on trying to start over again soon.

Ok. I suck.

I pull up my blogger on a regular basis, but I can't find the words to type. I don't want to be judged by total strangers regarding my entire life, but then again, maybe that is what I need. I need honesty in my life. I need compassion but tough love. I need someone to tell my fat ass to get off the couch and go work out.

While I love my husband with every inch of my soul, he just isn't doing that job anymore. He has an injured foot and while that didn't stop him from running around Washington D.C. during our recent vacation, it does limit him from what type of workouts he can perform and I guess because he can't perform the workouts that he wants, then there is no need for him to do anything. But who am I to judge?

So, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Robin. I'm a food-aholic. I love food. Food of all vareties. I love to eat during my free time, but most of all I love to spend time eating. When I get stressed out, I eat. When I get bored, I eat. When I am too busy to do anything, I always make time to eat. But that is changing now.

So, I'm here... trying to become "The Blog Formerly Know as The Confessions of a Fat Mom" :) Who knows, maybe I can do it :)

New Year, New Me.

Well... I fell off the weight loss track. HARD. I actually haven't seen the inside of my gym in almost 1 1/2 months, but the payment keeps coming out of my bank. Oh well. New Year, New Me.

I have survived Madisyn's birthday... Thanksgiving... Christmas... Taylor's Birthday... My Birthday... My husbands Birthday... and somewhere I actually lost 5 pounds. I guess the stress did it to me, but I'm hoping I can continue on this track.

So here are my goals for 2010.

- 50lbs lost this year
- Size 14 or smaller in jeans
- Better mental health
- Actually stay on task
- Blog at least 3 times a week

I know it seems like a lot, but I know I can do it!!! Now I just need to get started! Wish me luck.