I think I've figured out that's the root of my problems. As much as I would like to blame my weight on my love of food, I think it really has more to do with my lack of exercise. Dammit.
I'm going to conduct a little experiment. Feel free to follow along readers and conduct your own experiment for sh*ts and giggles. I'm going to start moving my ass. GASP. (ya, I'll be gasping all right. Grrrr). My mission is do to something 5 days a week, alternating between walking in the evenings and the elliptical in the mornings M-F. I'm going to try to get my metabolism up and running because it's been on vacation far too long. Party over.
I will update soon and we'll see how much I lose in a week. Or should I make it a month? A 30-Day Challenge?? (I've been known to do these before! I once gave up fastfood for a month. Now THAT was hard.)
Wish me luck. If I keel over from an exercise induced heart attack, it was nice knowing you. ;)