The sun shone through the curtainless window, bright and brillant. My eyes slowly opened to the wonderful day ahead, flipped back the warmth hugging my body and stood to a new morning. Slowly I make my way to the bathroom, stripping off my nightshirt. Empty my bladder and step on the scales. 171.8 - yeah, another loss.
The dogs are in a hurry to get outside for their routines, the cats are underfoot circling my legs waiting for me to get their daily crunchies. I grab my 32 oz of cold water and start chugging as I walk to the computer to read the daily dose on ns and document my new weight.
Decisions - what's for breakfast? Looking through the cupboard and trying to decide, pancakes or granola with yogart. Opting for the pancakes I busy myself while mixing the batter and waiting for the pan to heat I hum a Kelly Clarkson tune that I can't get out of my head. Because of you...and I wonder is her life really so bad because of someone else or is it an excuse. Why can't she change her destiny? I could say the same thing, because of you I'm overweight. My mother has been overweight all my life. I would never blame my weight on someone else. It's because of me and my choices. So today, I'll continue making good choices - because of me.
1 Year of Stitches- Week 19, Project #2
2 months ago