I felt very unstable yesterday. My emotions were all over the place. Most of the day was ok, I'm a bit worn out and achy all over from the workouts, but had a nice "girly" chat with my two older girls last night. Then hubby brought home blizzards (minis)
cause I texted him saying we were craving chocolate. And about an hour later I completely fell apart. I was practically in tears cause I was so fed up with everything.
Didn't wanna track my food (and not cause I was over calories...I had room for the blizzard), I was tired of exercising, tired of having to be so careful, tired of trying so hard and not seeing much results on the scale. You name it I was sick of doing it. Didn't even blog last night cause I was sick of doing that too. Everything felt like a "have to" not a "want to".
So this morning comes (like usual)...I take the kids to school, drink my coffee.
And we get ready to do our workout (day 16/90) . I SO didn't wanna be there, but hubby was pushing me (good man). About half way thru I was so fed up I just about quit, but I hate being a quitter or feeling like a failure...so despite tears of frustration, I push on....hating it the whole time....but doing it anyways (and glad I was at home and not the gym). Hubby was very encouraging even tho I didn't want it.
After a short clean up we head into Omaha for another of my interviews. It went well, but it's all wait and see.
Afterwards we go to Costco to pick up a few things (if you ever get out of those warehouse stores under $50 count yourself lucky...lol), which always turns into more than a few. Some veges, salmon, and many samples later, I'm going thru the clothing section which I hardly ever do. I always look but they very very rarely carry anything in my size, but today I see a whole display of Gloria Vanderbilt jeans...in my sizes!! I look thru them, and since they're stretch denim decide to buy a 22w...cause as far as I know I'm in about a 24 or so (hate wearing jeans cause they're so stiff but these were the stretchy kind so thought I'd try...and they're only $15)
A few more errands and lunch later we get home to put the food away from Costco. I go downstairs to try on the jeans to see how far away they are from fitting nicely, and pull them up and easily zip them shut.
Holy crap batman....they fit!!! Can I tell you at that point the whole of the last day just fell away. Ran into the bathroom where hubby was just to show them off....LOL Told him I'd have to go back and grab some more, and maybe the next size down for incentive too. He was all for it!
If you can't tell, my mood is much improved. I guess even if the scale hasn't been very kind lately other things are happening that I'm just not necessarily seeing, which is encouraging.
Have a great weekend everyone.