i shudder to use this term, but i have been in the process of making "lifestyle changes". it sounds simple. just do what you know is the right thing to do. but hooooo boy is that NOT the case. knowing what to do, eat, to exercise, that's the easy part. it's the day to day down in the trenches fighting i struggle with. and to top it all off, i'm lazy as hell. i hate exercise.

exercise is my current demon, or windmill to tilt at. i always give up any new "regime" after a couple of weeks. either not seeing the benefit, getting bored, tired, not enough time....i, like many others have all the excuses for not doing it nor sticking to it.

what will make the difference this time? what will make it stick? that's what i keep asking myself. i wonder if it's worse to keep starting over, getting past the self-dissapointment, or to just stop trying all together...oh no...i won't do that. not give up. i did that for a while. it's not pretty, and nobody wants to be around you when you do...*shudder*

enough of that...back to purging closets. it's so rewarding. to get rid of the cast offs of my former self. a self i plan never to revisit.