Saturday, February 16, 2013
So, here I am on 28. I guess I was expecting to lose moer but so far, it's about 3 weeks and only 1 lb lost. I'm losing my will to keep trying. Fitting exercise in is difficult and I've failed miserably this week. I'm letting things become an excuse (tendonitis in my elbow... too tired... too dark...) you get the idea.
I want to be successful but I feel as though I'm depriving myself with no return on investment. Last week my husband noticed I looked different but now I wonder if he didn't just notice SPARKPeople.com opened on my screen, you know?
I hate to blog anything but positive vibes but I'm waffling here (no pun intended) and while I still plan to continue to write everything down and excise while I can, it's hard to resist those days (like yesterday) that I want to binge and enjoy all the taboo (or within reason) items that sometimes you just want to enjoy guilt free!
I'm ready to feel healthy and ready to have energy. I want to feel good in my clothes and confident about my self image when people look at me instead of making jokes about my weight, to beat "them" to it (though "they" probably never would)
I wish the weightloss gods (no offense meant... said in jest) would smile down on me...just this one. Is one size really too much to ask?