I really don’t think much of my world is in line. At this age, I really thought I would have more adhesion. What I thought would be the easy part turned out to be almost impossible. I have actually gained weight since I started trying to lose weight. Pretty much sums up my success rate in life. Probably because my idea of getting rid of bad food choices was to eat it. So , now that I have added another ten pounds to my frame, I get to recalculate everything.
Sometimes it seems so futile. It’s not like anyone cares but me. Let’s face it, though, having a baby at forty kind of forces you to make healthier choices.  You want to live to see the milestones. I have made improvements. Organic whenever possible, way less carbs , more vegetables. just want to see a little reward for my good behavior once in a while.
I’m not giving up. I don’t see a fat person until I look in the mirror or get on the scale. I just have to get my outside to look like my inside.