By Wyatt Earp | February 7, 2009
And it is official: I am a fat bastard.
It has been a really stressful week, because I have been dealing with a lot of issues in my non-blogging life. As a result, the stress has caused me to eat like a fat, sweaty hog. (That’s not an excuse, I know, but it’s what happened last week.) Today, I stepped on the scale and was horrified (but not surprised) to see it read 201 pounds.
That’s up two pounds since last week. Completely unacceptable. The bad weather isn’t helping, but neither is my unending gullet. Day work is coming up, and while it is more difficult to make my weight watchers points on this shift, it is also much easier to exercise after work. As long as we get some days like today – it was 54 degrees when I was shopping for the missus’ birthday gift – it should get better.
In the meantime, I’ll be in the bathroom, throwing up.
RT has her progress HERE.