Square One

Mmmm... tiger's blood with cream...

Okay, so maybe I'm not back to 'square one,' but I'm getting there. Remember back in November, on my 'Diet Lite' post, when I rambled about trying not to drink too many calories and making exercise a priority? Well, I kinda lost that. Mar and I did a half-marathon in March, and the stress and work it took to train and participate in that drained me of all desire to jog or run at all. Well, for a month or two. I was still walking 6-9 miles a week during lunch hours, but right when I was getting back into running, I klutzed it up big time and fell down the front porch steps and sprained my foot! No more walking on lunch hours... and after three weeks of pain, I finally went to the doctor who said no running for several more weeks. Oh man.
Well, as the days and weeks turned into months, I just got out of the habit of exercise. When I could finally start walking on lunch hours (without pain) again, my friend and I decided to quit for the summer - WAY too hot in the middle of the day to be exercising. I ate and drank pretty much what I wanted because I had been so active for the past several months, and I could maintain my weight; but I still ate and drank what I wanted, while I wasn't able to exercise. OOOHHHHH... last year, I lost somewhere between 15-20 pounds. I'm pretty sure I've gained at least half, if not more, back. I started a new job, which took my to the office earlier, and started taking Trax, which took me to the station even EARLIER - so exercise in the mornings is out, because there's no way I'm getting up at 5:30 to torture myself. I started drinking one soda a day - regular, not diet. Then I went to two sodas a day. The Snoasis opened... I went from having a small snow cone once a week to a medium two or three times a week. I started snacking on candy and granola bars instead of fruit and veggies. I remember thinking last year, 'Cool! Next time I go to the doctor for my yearly check-up and he weighs me, he'll be so impressed!' NOW, my yearly appointment is looming ahead in the next month or two, and here I am thinking, 'Crap, I gotta go to the doctor soon and he's going to weigh me... I better get on the ball!' Not to mention the fact that at cousin Sharon's wedding last weekend, Mom took a picture of me with cousin Rod's wife, Amy - who is stick-thin. I look like a heifer next to her.
So, here I am. I had the first Coke I've had in 3 days today, and I've been downing more water than my usual 2 liters a day, got back into a rigorous exercise routine, started counting my calories again, purchased a pilates DVD to do 2-3 times a week, and even bought a green-tea weight loss supplement.
Here we go again.