Not Happy

I want to say that I got totally derailed this week.  There were a few victories, but overall, I'm just not happy.

Both weight and measurements are up this week.

Average daily calories was 2179.  Hence the above.

My exercise time increased to 417 minutes, so that was good.  All walking.  No Body Rock or yoga, so that's not so good.

My bloody foot is killing me.  It felt good yesterday.  This morning it hurts so bad I'm icing it BEFORE I go for a walk.  Yes, I'm still going.  It's going to hurt whether I walk or not, so I might as well try to burn off some of the blubber.

I wonder how long it takes before you get to the point where you just do the right things for your body.  Seems like I spend a lot of time complaining about how I ate too much or didn't exercise enough.  Yet, there are people out there who look and feel better than I do and it seems effortless.  Do chocolate cakes with caramel icing never jump into their grocery cart?  Do chocolate cherry Cokes never call their names?  When someone offers them a cupcake, does it never force itself between their teeth?  Does this stuff only happen to me?

Joking aside, I wonder if you have to be the right kind of person to keep yourself in check or if that really can be learned.  And if it can be learned, how the hell long does it take? Or is it just about gritting your teeth and never giving in until you reach your goal?

I guess if it were easy, we'd all be thin.