One of the personal struggles I’ve never managed to get control of is my weight. While not as overweight as some, I do have a good 40-50 pounds I’d love to lose. Unfortunately, I love food, and it’s a comfort thing. I shopping-therapy-ed our finances into a state of emergency, and eating is… well, comforting. Makes me feel better. Sadly, I want to lose weight more than I want comfort, as I realized late last night. I can always eat, and that’s a problem.

Today I’ve had sensible meals on the small side, no snacks, two cups of coffee and a cup of green tea. I took the walk I should have been taking daily for… months, but which was derailed by not making time, my cold of December, being out of shape in January, and not making time again.

I need to lose 40 pounds in 2008. Period. I know I can do it, I’ve watched Lenneth and Johan drop pounds in their sleep (or so it seems, and feels) by merely eating less and walking regularly. It’s just a matter of will. I have no real “comforts” left — for sure, TAFL Board was one of those comforting time-wasters — and I’ll just have to fly without them and hope that self-improvement and noticeable weight loss will comfort me enough.