Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Ok, I know I just posted a blog about how happy I was to fit into a size 6... and don't get me wrong, I still am... but, boy, the mood swings that losing weight (or attempting to) brings with it. So, here's my story:
Not 24 hours after I posted my oh-so-happy blog, I bump into an old friend of mine from Pennsylvania who was vacationing in Vermont this weekend (I haven't seen her in a year at which time we were both 143 pounds). We started our weight loss journey together... she could have easily been 20lbs heavier than me at the start of our journey... now she's 20 pounds skinnier than me and in a size 0!!! I'm so proud of her, but I feel (from what she's told me), I've worked 10x harder & I'm not seeing the same results... On top of it, she told me that she can't STOP losing weight!!! How does that happen?!? Could I be so lucky to have that problem? Anyway, enough about that rant... onto rant #2:
I hate the weekends... I love having the time off, but I feel throughout the week I take one step forward and then the weekend comes and I take two steps backward. I was 135lbs on Saturday morning... I wasn't TERRIBLE this weekend as far as food wise, but with the holiday, I wasn't able to get to the gym all weekend, either. Now I got on the scale this morning at 138!!! So, of course today I feel much less confident than I did only 4 days ago. :-\ I really want to keep my promise to myself to lose 5 pounds this month, but every time I think I'm making progress, a weekend sneaks up on me and kicks me in the rear. I guess I just really need to make a commitment to myself not to use the weekends as a vacation from the gym if I want to get to that finish line.
Anyway, isn't it interesting how one moment we can be so proud of ourselves and the next we forget how far we've come and only think, "it's not enough!!!"