I wanted to thank all of you who have commented here and/or sent me messages via Facebook. Knowing that you all have taken the time to read my ranting and blubbering (hahaha, see what I did there….blubber?) and sharing your own stories, struggles, advice, and support truly means A LOT to me. I hope I can continue to make you laugh while we continue on this journey to look and feel good.

This week has pretty much been a wash. Tomorrow is my official weigh in day, but I kinda cheated and I took a peek at the scale today. The numbers have not moved in either direction. I guess I should be thankful that I haven’t gained any weight this week. There have been a couple of cook outs, an anniversary dinner, the wedding last Saturday, and Clam Haven. (looks away in shame.) I know, I know…you’re all yelling, “Clam Haven?! What the hell Colleen?!?!” Here come my excuses… Today is my husbands official first day of vacation. He only takes 1 week a year, and we were in Derry, and Clam Haven has been my favorite since I was a kid. (hmmm, yet another clue as to why I’m on Team Badonkadonk!) Besides, what else says Summer Vacation like Clam Haven, and on a side note, turns out my son likes clams! Who knew?

Earlier this evening, I found myself singing the praises of WW online. It really is easy to use. Unfortunately, willpower and motivation are not included. I know that I didn’t get to look like this overnight, so changing isn’t going to happen rapidly. On a daily basis, I remind myself that I want to look hot in jeans again, I want to wear a bathing suit without feeling like shriveling up and hiding, I want to be one of those annoying moms who tries to wear her teenage daughter’s clothes, (even though we all know that I’ll be way too old to pull that off!) I need to take each day as it comes and do my best daily to make smart choices, but most days, I just feel like this:

This week, while on vacation, we will be doing a lot of walking and sweating since it’s supposed to be wicked hot out. I’m really hoping that it will kick-start my motivation to walk on a daily basis. If not there will be some redecorating when we get home:

This will kill two proverbial birds with one stone; 1. keep me from stuffing my face while 2. offering encouragement to get my fat ass moving! (Just for the record, I wouldn’t mind killing two real birds. I HATE birds, especially the ones right outside my bedroom window, who seem to think that 4:40ish is a spectacular time to start their fucking chirping!)

Any-who, wish me luck this week. Dieting, (I mean “way of life-ing”) while on vacation will not be easy. Can you see it now, “Hot, sweaty, chubby mom assaults people waiting in line for the merry-go-round, due to extreme hunger!”

Thanks again!