October 21 - I used the scale last night. Ugh. But at least I got my two walks in. Time to get up and do my morning walk.
Ten pounds back on in under a month of slacking and mistakes and excuses and pain? And that goddamned bitch, making it impossible for me to use my treadmill?
Yes, I could have walked outside... and twisted my ankle again.. busted my arm on a curb... passed out and hope not to get mugged or robbed.
I must do this where I am safe and protected against accidents.
I feel heavier now than when I started, guts squelching, exhausted and tired. These ten pounds heaped on fast, my left knee is weak and hurting with every step. The brace is no help.
Ten more to burn off on Highway 180.
Walk. Sweat. Suffer. Burn.
And so much hate.