More is not better, unless were talking food.

Once again my trainer is shaking up my world. As she reprimands me about what I do and pushes me to modify it all again - I am finding it totally apparent why so many of us are overweight. How can we succeed when the rules are changing faster then us?

I'm once again being weighed in every week. The current contest is one for charity. If you gain weight over the holiday's you must donate $1 per pound to the cause. Even if you lose it the next week - i.e. having a fat day - it doesn't matter you have to pay up. At the end of the Christmas season the money will go to charity. It's all good.

I lost two tenths of a pound over Thanksgiving. Go figure? I ate till I was stuffed. I enjoyed French Silk and Pecan Pies. I did not sacrafice at all. I think because I was just grateful to be regaining my mind as this flu bug was exiting my body.

Since, the biggest loser contest, I have continued - when I wasn't too sick, to run on the treadmill every day. Especially prior to the Turkey Trot and after. My trainer was pleased with the effort I put forth for this 5k. Then she turned into a little devil.

She started telling me I am working out too hard. I didn't even know this was possible. During the biggest loser I was supposed to run everyday for 30 minutes to get points. Now she tells me I can only run 3 days a week. What the ........

Not only that, I am not going for 30 minutes a time. Instead I am going for distance. Each run will go to 3.1 miles. 2 days I am required to push it for the best time and the 3rd day no pushing just go and see where I go.

On the other hand, I could be happy that I will be free-ing up some time, with less workouts.

I'm not even going to share with you the words I received for "not eating enough". I just don't get. I am eating until I am feeling like exploding and it is never enough. I'm tempted to lie or just stop reporting to her. No one can eat this much.