it has to be. My pants don't fit because they shrunk. It is not the bar of Green & Black's organic chocolate I ate last night (Maya Gold, yum). It is not the sitting on my butt all day job. It is not the extra long winter this year and all the extra long sessions with hot cocoa. It's not the pot-pie.
Tick, tick, tick, tick. I hear bathing suit season approaching. Who would like to join me in the "put down the fork and get in shape" war I am about to wage? A war with myself, really. I eat healthy (dark chocolate has anti-oxidants). I just eat more of healthy than I need. I have started eating Kashi Go Lean cereal two meals a day so I can strictly count calories and protein and fiber (Mom does the Special K thing, but it leaves me empy feeling.) I must say, the Kashi tastes better than I ever expected.
I am going to try to start walking on my lunch break, but it will be hard. I only get 1/2 hour, and let's face it-I need to eat something at lunch (although that's what got me in this mess.) I'm thinking I might have to go with one of those "meal replacement" bars. Ugh.
If only heavy cream and pastry were low-cal.