Even though the number on the scale doesn’t show progress, the fact that you haven’t given up is progress in itself.
My number isn't moving much. To be honest, I haven't put a lot of any effort into exercising in the last two weeks. I have however, increased my water intake and during the week, still really watch what I am eating and stick to my points.
Weekends, however, are the downfall.
It's always something. There is always something to do, somewhere to go and it's like I close the car door and instantly shut my mind off of watching what I eat.
And then I feel like a complete shit.
With everything else in my life not exactly going as planned (when does it ever?) I sincerely don't need one more thing to make me feel terrible, so you'd think that I'd be more proactive in my weight loss.
But, nope. Not the emotional eater that I am. So please, if you see me out and about stuffing my face, walk up to me and ask me how the weight loss is going....better yet, yank whatever calorie-heavy food I have in my hand away!
One of my ultimate goals is to be able to buy a bra and panty set that is sexy and matches. Something like this :
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