I'm such a slacker.

This is yet another post about my ongoing battle against the bulge. If you do not wish to hear me rant, whine, complain and bitch about it, better you move on. The rest of you may stay on while I provide you with vacuum bubbles to hopefully drown out my incessant ramblings.

I think I've been really slacking off.

I've been less than vigilant with what I've been stuffing into my mouth since Chinese New Year and more importantly, I've been allowing myself to indulge in daily guilty pleasures (i.e Starbucks, dim sum) with my colleagues at lunch time (shaddap Jessica!).

I think my Willpower has taken a long--too long--holiday and put its replacement, Laziness, in charge. I think Laziness needs to be fired. After all, we are facing an economic downturn and we need to cut the fat. (Haha I'm beginning to be quite good at this pun thing....)

I only have 12 more pounds to lose. Just twelve! For you metric system lot, that's 5kg. If you think about it, after losing 56 pounds (25kg) so far, 12 more shouldn't be that hard. Or take that much work.

The worst bit is that it's not like there hasn't been any signs which were constantly yelling at me to get my butt off the chair and jump on the treadmill. In fact, there's been plenty! I've been following The Biggest Loser religiously on tv and each episode reminds me how 12 pounds is nothing! Heck, one guy lost thirty-freakin-one pounds in one week!

Watching The Biggest Loser basically tells me that I have no excuse for putting off losing those last 12 pounds. I like feeling the guilt, because it makes me want to do something. Or at least think about it.

But you know, I work all day with kids which tires me out completely. Heck, I get all my exercise there! Jaw exercises from all the screaming, the aerobic exercises from my hands and arms flying about while blasting out all kinds of instructions and doing lots of squats since I can barely ever sit down--because hey, since when do you really sit down when you teach kids?

I'm just making excuses...and a whole lot of them.

I wanted to wait until Monday to start my regime again but I realize that I could easily start tomorrow. I know I've said it before--actually, more than I can count--that I'll wake up to exercise before starting my dailies but I never get round to it.

I'll try my best tomorrow.

Not only do I want to do it for me, but also because J seems to have started doing something about her situation and I admire that, thus reminding me yet again that there's just NO excuse for me to be slacking off!

And also, I want to show a dear colleague of mine, who has been relying on me for advice on nutritionals (though I'm frustrated she rarely listens to me!) that I can do it and will do it, proving that I can help her! Maybe then she'll start listening to me -_-"

As a painful reminder to myself, I dug out an old photo (one which I'm particularly ashamed of) and reminded myself yet again how much I need to finish the damn job.

So I like that yellow t-shirt a lot! So sue me! :P