Epilogue 1
To say "The End" is so final isn't it? THE end implies there is one finite finish but this Trouble with the Curvy is something I don't think is ever going to actually end. In the weeks since I wanted to make the transition to wedding planning and making my wedding dress I've struggled to "just do" what I have identified over the past 3 years help me achieve my weight goals. I can't seem to get myself out of bed in the morning and then work has early morning demands, then I'm sick and who knows what will be the next obstacle. I have gone completely off the rails since the holidays. At my doctor's appointment yesterday I weighed in at 173lbs fully winter bundled. Not bad but certainly not great. I'm moving in the wrong direction. I recognize this. I acknowledge this. Now I need to do something about it. What I can't figure out is why I can't seem to make the good decision and how easy it is to talk myself out of doing the things I