Will No-Power

I might have a lack of will power. I have been trying to diet for 10 years. So far, I have gained rather than lost weight. I have quit drinking pop at least about 15 times (I have a diet Coke on my desk right now). I have quit swearing too many times to count, dammit. Only recently have I dared to quit drinking (at home), but only to lose weight, not for any real moral reasons (I suck). So far, I have met that challenge with success - just because we ran out of money to replenish my stock. I make goals to exercise every day, but that only holds on for that day. Then I foolishly believe that I can get fit by doing push-ups and sit-ups but no cardio and with no change to my diet. But, I only do push-ups and sit-ups for 2 days straight.

Dang! I want to like to run, but every time I try, all I can think about is how much I want to stop. Maybe I need to hire someone like Mariah Carey has who will follow me around and tell me not to eat crap all day and physically make my legs move to exercise. I will have to start saving my money to hire such a person. If he needs to move in with me, then he will have to sleep on my couch or in Eli's room. I hope that doesn't cost me extra.

Also on my list of things to do - become a nicer person. This might be easier if I didn't bait myself all the time with trashy TV shows. Take the Bachelor for instance. I watch this show and all I do is laugh and make fun of the women on it. This is not nice. I should stop watching the show, so I am not tempted to be catty. Mark is a lot nicer than me. He tries to keep me in line but I think after 7 or 8 years of hearing it, he's given up. Also, when he tells me to be nice to him, I just make fun of him...

On a totally unrelated note, I once lost my jean jacket at Cub Foods when I took it off to take a picture with Tony the Tiger (I'm not saying how old I was). That coat was irreplaceable. But I still have the picture so I can mourn the loss of my jacket.