How many times do I have to repeat this mantra before I can get myself motivated enough to make a difference? 
I avoid the mirror because I can see what I look like.
I avoid intimacy with my husband because I know what I look like.
Yet I also avoid doing anything further than trying to change my eating habits? 
On the bright side, at least I managed to move the manual treadmill from the “box storage room” (we moved into our house in May) to a spot next to the couch a few nights ago. Heck, I even walked 1/2 a mile that same night - and walking on that thing is harder than doing an automated treadmill since you really have to work to keep the belt moving instead of you just having to keep up with it… But I haven’t walked on it since…not enough hours in the day during the week 
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