I Need Help

If you happen to see me and you think that I look like I’ve gained a little weight over the holidays you would be incorrect.  I’ve gained more than a little. 

But I don’t regret one minute of pigging out – I thoroughly enjoyed every delicious bite.  It almost, almost, makes the extra 10 pounds I’ve gained worth it. 

Of course, I didn’t pick up the extra 10 from holiday gorging alone – nope, that’s months of skipping workouts and eating like I’ve got the metabolism of an 18 year old.  So today my dear friends is my day of redemption – I’m back on training going to start the training program I should have been on the whole month of December.

It should be interesting because technically I should be able to do a 3 mile walk/run before beginning the training schedule…now I haven’t been on my treadmill in some time but I am fairly certain that I couldn’t.  Oh well, I gotta jump into it – the clock is ticking!

And Santa didn’t read my blog (no big surprise) so no new running shoes for me. He did, however, get me some new perfume.  Although the first day I wore it he sniffed me, asked me if I was wearing the new perfume, scrunched up his nose and told me it smelled like Play-Doh.  Wonderful.  Because nothing screams sexy like smelling like a daycare. 

So beyond starting the training, I was also suppose to give up soda today.  Yep, suppose to.  I just…couldn’t.  And like any cold hard addict, I have a million and one reasons that today wasn’t a good day to start.  And like any cold hard addict, I am racked with guilt.  But apparently not enough guilt to stop sipping this Diet Dr. Pepper.

Can someone please point me to the nearest Secret Soda Sipper Support group?  I need an intervention, NOW!