I'm tired of waiting...

Hello.

I know it's been a long time since I wrote.

Right.

I have been going to a ton of doctors appointments lately.

I have not given up on my actual diet. I've actually been really good.

I'm down to 193.6 pounds. Yes, a long way away from 236.

A lot of the new drugs they have me on make me sleep all day, and I by the time I wake up the day is almost over. I have been good about making sure to stay active even when I don't make the gym's hours. In turn, all this sleeping and consistency is making it hard to do anything else. So it's been really hard to keep up with blogging, the taking pictures, and a social networking. I'm so sorry for this. Those items will be remedied soon.

Right now, I am tired of waiting on my husband. He says he wants also lose/weight get in-shape. He gives excuse after excuse on why he doesn't want to go. Excuse are like assholes; everyone has one and most of them stink.

I think, right now, I'm going to make sure that I get to the gym every morning. I'm going to be "that mom" who looks damn good with an overweight husband. I think jealousy is the best motive I can do right now to also get him into shape. He's a jealous guy, but not overbearing. I think when he see what I can accomplish he will follow. We were looking at old photos of me (and where I am now), and he had decided to cut out sugar again.

What's going to happen when I start looking hot? I'm sure he'll follow.

Below, is a message I sent to him today. I'm planning on coming back from the gym around 11. I'm sure it'll still be sleeping in bed by the time I get home. I'm tired of waiting for my husband. This time is for me.