Here We Go Again

Once again I come to you with delusions of weightloss grandeur. I got on the scale for the first time since March and I weigh 223lbs. A far cry from my goal to get below 200lbs by June. 

I started walking my dog yesterday, so there's some exercise. I ate pizza rolls though, so ... balance? Probably not. I know I need to get my eating habits curtailed again, and my drinking habits. 

Beer is just so good though. On a hot day? Have a beer! Cold day? Snuggle up with a hearty beer! Sad? Cry into your beer. Happy? Celebrate with a beer!!! 🍺 My phone even wanted me to use the emoji! It knows what's up. 

I bought an expensive makeup set by Pat McGrath that I'm using as an attempt to motivate me to work towards weightloss because I can't have it until I've gotten under 200lbs. If this works,  I'm going to bribe myself to 135lbs. Her shit is amazingly expensive as fuck.

Trying to do all this right now is hard because I'm depressed from the quarantine, and gyms aren't open. I'm going walking Winda will help build up some stamina and I can start to do more physical activity. Maybe get some endorphins. 

Leave me some comments of encouragement if you see this.