It's official, I have no willpower

GAH. I can talk the talk, but I cannot walk the walk. I am really unhappy with how I look. Like really really really unhappy. Why can't I just shut my mouth? I need to lose weight. I need to do it now. I finally feel good, I am not sick, I am at home for the next forseeable future( rather then on the road) and it's starting to warm up a bit.

My goal for this week: cut out the bread. walk at least 10 000 steps a day. I have my pedometer, it's my obsession. I haven't been able to log more then 8000 odd steps a day.

I gotta go, off to go for walk.

I went for a walk!

Ok, this doesn't seem like it should be post-worthy, but most of the time I hate going for walks. I don't mind walking if I've got a place to go, but just going for a walk, shoot me. But, it was a nice day (-4C, -11 windchill), so I set out this afternoon for the fabric store at the end of our street, to pick some stuff up for a friend. I got almost to the main road (about 1km from the house) and realized that the store. wasn't. open! DOH! But, due to the fresh snow that was on the ground from last night, my walk ended up clocking in at almost 30 minutes total, so a step in the right direction, if nothing else!