I realise that the lull in my diet plan has been due to depression. (Long story). I know too, that walking etc., is good for depression right? However, it is a chicken and egg scenario. I just can't bring myself to doing it.
I think on some level one has to feel slightly good about themselves in order to go out of the front door? I feel so yuk that I don't want to even do that. I reckon its hormones again. The worse part for me is my tummy, I am probably making it sound much bigger than it is, but really??? I feel like I am expecting with no end in sight.
Anyway, can I still do this and still be the almost bed ridden slob I have become. If not then my giving up is probably the only way?
I've put back on all the wight I lost, but I do think I lost an inch around my waist (Yay). It's 36 now.