To Eat or Not to Eat: that is the Poundage

Problem: Today, it took me fifteen minutes to figure out what I was going to wear to work, and not because I have an array of clothes to choose from, or that I wanted to look nice today. It’s because I couldn’t find a pair of pants from my dwindling wardrobe that are a decent fit. I KNOW the fashion industry is changing sizes making a size 10 from 10-years ago a size 8 today. Too bad I can’t blame my overload on the fashion industry.

On April 6, 2008, I decided to quit smoking, which was a 26-year habit. It was a spur of the moment decision, not one of pressure, but nonchalant. Well, it’s been 4 months, 2 Weeks (136 Days) and probably 10 to 15 pounds heavier since my quit. GAH! Before I quit smoking, I was already working out and eating healthy based on a routine I had when I dropped four sizes in the past. I’m still working out, I eat somewhat well, but the bad foods get in the way. This whole juggling to quit smoking/lose weight is driving me nuts. The thing is I know what I need to eat and do to lose weight and maintain a healthy lifestyle, it's the filling of time and that gets in the way. So, now I’m muscular with a lovely layer of fat on top. Nice vision isn’t it. Smoking did help me keep a reasonable weight. I’m 40-years old, a non-smoker and the weight is increasing my anxiousness. In my older years, I’ve been health conscious yet, I’m struggling between putting something in my mouth, or grabbing another smoke. I don’t need to be a size 4, but a comfortable size for me.

Resolution: For now on, when someone asks about my weight, I’m going to say, “I’m a woman of substance.”