Slow Progress

I used to see people brag about their weight loss and say "nothing tastes as good as... " followed by some weight loss goal.  I still like food, but I'm down aalmost 40 pounds so far.  It's not a lot, at least not where I'm going, but I do like the numbers when I get on the scale.  It's going to be a long slow journey, I guess.  Then again, it did take years to get here, and I can look back and see all of the mistakes.

My first out-of-college job was a continuation of the job I had held there - Wendy's.  I started out as a grill closer.  I busted my butt to learn the job, kept learning more positions and roles.  When the opportunity came along to run the closing shifts every night, I took it.  I learned how to do the dreaded "Saturday Night Books".  Every week we did a full food inventory.  Every other week was a full check on all of the consumables, down to the ounce.  And once a month were the Saturdays that the managers did - the full books and all of the paper products.  Learned how to do that as well.  One of the perks/rewards as manager was you got free food.  Back in the day when we had salad bars in the restaurants, I'd eat a salad, about twice a week.  

 So I put a lot of weight on there.  And it never came off.  And I kept growing.   And never took the steps I knew I needed to take.  

So now it's that much more difficult.  But I do think the good news is that, with limited exercise, I'm still dropping weight.  I need to keep that going, but it will all take a while. Once I get onto a regular exercise routine, I should start seeing the benefits.  Just need to take it slow and steady.  I keep telling myself that, eventually it should work.  One way or the other. 

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