Time to admit defeat…

Admitting you’ve failed is one of the hardest things in life, but admitting you succeeded and have then undone it all is extremely difficult. I think I’ve been hiding from myself, the truth and my once exciting blog because I know I’m failing. At one point I had just 21 measly pounds to lose. I almost feel like I’m back to square one again (I’m not don’t worry!). Today I referred to my own blog for a fit-ball work out, go figure! I’ve finally come to realize that no matter what, dieting has to be a part of my life. We all envy those individuals who can eat what they want and not gain an ounce but on further investigation I don’t think those people exist.

I was having a little chat with my lovely sister after moaning that I’m so fat again and realized that I’m only a massive porker because I allow myself to be. I don’t have the certain self restraint that she has which ensures she is always a teeny size 8. Self restraint is what I need!

I’ve decided I can no longer blame my weight on; big bones, the bad bits of the gene pool, slow metabolism, god hates me, and all the other lame excuses I’m guilty of. I’ve put weight on because I have allowed myself too, Lighter Life wasn’t the change of lifestyle a serial dieter needs, I’ve decided to turn over a new leaf. I’m going to try eating healthy for once!

Lets see how long this lasts…