"I need to be healthier."
"I want to be skinnier."
"I want to feel good about myself."
And then I would go on with my life like I never even told myself these things. I mean, it might stick for maybe a week. And it doesn't help that I think I have practically NOOOOO metabolism. Ugh.
But now I really have to do it this time! I had a wake up call....
My little brother was going around at Thanksgiving snapping random pictures of people and asking them "How do you want to be remembered?" (Not for any reason, he's just weird like that), but this is what I got:
I don't know which view of myself is warped... this one or the one I have when I look in the mirror.
I mean, this could be just bad luck, but its still the fact that at some point in time and from some angle, this was the image of me. Fat wrists, puffy cheeks, and a chin that you couldn't distinguish from even my double chin.
When I look in the mirror, this isn't what I see! I see things like this:
Of course when you see things like this when you look at yourself, you would think you were healthy! Damn, I look hot there! I'm not going to lie. But it also took many times of taking pictures of myself to get something that good.
Unfortuantely, I'm pretty sure that's not what the rest of the world sees, and its probably somewhere in between these two extremes...
Regardless of what I really look like, the point is that my brother's camera caught that picture.. and like I said, at some moment from some angle that is what I looked like and it is unacceptable anymore. I've made excuses for too long.
I'm not sure what my plan is yet, but I'm going to Texas in exactly a month and how nice would it be to be able to enjoy my vacation and think "I'm 10 lbs. lighter", that would make it so much better. Granted, 50 lbs. lighter would be ideal, but that's not exactly healthy in 30 days.