247

I can't believe I keep having this conversation over and over again.  I have had so many amazing things enter my life and yet I am still mad that I am fat. I got on the scale last Monday at 249, today I got on and I weighed 247. Yesterday I ran 1.3 miles and I realized how sad it is that I'm here again, that I have to fight so hard to get back under 200 pounds just because I'm so stupid...Why can't I just deal with the feelings of empty stomach for the desire of being healthy. Fitting back into my clothes and not feeling like this. So I'm back to running again, I have to be able to do a little bit more each week until I can average 25 to 30 miles per week.