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I keep waiting for a revelation and it hasn’t come. I keep wanting to know why I don’t have that snap in my brain that says, okay, now you do the right things the right way, all the time, not some of the time. I’m missing a piece of the puzzle, eh?

I walked this weekend yet again, even with a sore foot. I kept going, and did it even when I was tired and didn’t want to. I got out there, I hit the pavement, and I went….

And still, weeks later…nothing. I’ve not lost a single, solitary pound. Oh I know the reason, I’m not asking for clues…I’m exercising, but my eating isn’t in line to where it should be. Let’s face it, I’m on one or the other, and doing both seems to overwhelm me. Why? Who the heck knows, but getting both to work at the same time is not happening at this point.

I’m so frustrated.

I’m mad at myself, because I’m the only one keeping myself from success.

I’m mad that even though I’ve been walking for 6 weeks now, I’ve yet to shed a single pound. I’m not talking some pansy-arse walking, not working…I’m talking close to 3 miles up and down hills that has me soaked in sweat when I get home…and nothing. Sure I can climb stairs without it bothering me now, whoop-die-flipping-doo. My arse is just as large…that’s what has me frustrated. I know it takes time, and I’ve got nothing but time, but after awhile….after a little while, you just want to see some reward to your work…a little payoff.

Is it too much to ask?