Butter weight, winter weight, a metabolism that has been declining ever since birth, whatever the cause, there is no denying that even my elastic waist-band chef pants have become a bit snug and my jeans….puh-lease, I haven’t attempted to put a pair on since Thanksgiving.
Think I’m kidding? I’ve decided to quit going to my acupuncturist because he makes me get on the scale every time I go and can no longer take the judgmental look he gives me when he notes the little red needle has moved right since my last visit.
I had every intention to kick off 2010 with a renewed commitment to gym and my gluten free diet. Ha! It’s only the third week of January and I’ve already cancelled my gym membership and consumed more glutinous bake goods then the first six months of 2009 – oops!
Unfortunately, I’m not surprised by my failure. As someone who recognizes their semi-addictive-overindulgent-instant-gratification-seeking personality, I knew I was in trouble when the first of the year coincided with the start of our Pastry course in culinary school.