Thursday, April 05, 2012
Okay, so I had been doing really well, body-image wise, lately. I really didn't feel fat or uncomfortable with my body...and it felt pretty awesome. I knew I was working out - hard - at least three times a week, and I was feeling pretty awesome about it.
This week, though...the old feelings are rearing their ugly heads.
I HATE feeling this way. I hate not being pleased when I look in the mirror...I hate looking at my face and seeing the extra weight in my cheeks and neck...and I'm not imagining the extra weight; it's there, I'm at least twenty pounds overweight. It's just that for some reason, this week I'm really *really* noticing it.
This sucks. I know that my diet is just. messed. up. I eat WAY too much junk and WAY too much sugar and not NEARLY enough vegetables, but I just seem to have so little control, and when I do, it's quite laughable...it feels like making the "right" choice this time is so insignificant that it isn't going to make any difference in the long run, anyway. Like I'm the fat girl eating the salad.
I'm seriously considering cutting my sugar...I think I might be addicted or whatevertheheck. I'm going to look into it, but at the very least, I need to take a serious look at what I'm eating every day.