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The Plan

I’m going to lose 15 pounds by the last week of June, just in time for our trip to Disney World.

I think that walking for miles, though the crowds, in the oppressive Florida heat will be a bit less unpleasant if I am a bit less…well, less.

Plus, if I lose weight I’ll be able to fit into the shorts I bought a few summers ago.

Plus, having a small goal with a definite endpoint seems much more manageable than having a huge goal with no endpoint (e.g., I’m going to diet my way down to a size 6!).

I won’t bore you with my tactics (other than to say: many salads in my future), but I will say that the toughest part is figuring out how to feed both myself and my family at dinnertime. It’s hard feeding us all even when one of us is not trying to lose weight. Sigh.

Anyway. Wish me luck, I’ll keep you posted.

Comments

aimee said…
I too need to lose a few pounds. I have been stress eating...

Anyway, good luck! I know you can do it!
3:37 PM
Karen said…
Good luck. It is hard to feed a family when one is on a diet.
5:13 PM
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