I have been overweight a long time. It all started, even before I met this beautiful woman who really knows how to cook. It started when I was even younger, when I developed a real taste for eating. I know I would eat a lot on my mission. However, I had a period of time when I lost a lot of weight because I got food poisoning. When I got married, I steadily gained weight for most of my adult life.
Now, I have had some success in loosing weight. It gets tougher each day it seems. First, I am tired of eating only very little, and I tend to binge if I am home where I can reach something to eat. Secondly, I enjoy food so much I want to eat, and eat, and then eat some more. I like nearly everything.
This weekend has been particularly bad. It is like I can’t control myself at home. I think of every rationalization for going ahead and eating. I know in order to rage an effective battle, you have to know how to treat yourself and when. This weekend has been ridiculous however. I want to lose just another 15 pounds, and then I believe I will have reached the weight I want to be at and I want to sustain it there. However, being home has been a challenge. If this weekend has been any indication of what is happening, I must be loosing “The Battle of the Bulge”.
