Thursday, June 13, 2013
I realized yesterday that I have had it. I have finally reached my limit. The scale this morning said 129. Dear lord. I want to feel sexy again. I want my stomach to be flat and my pants to be loose in the thighs again. I want to feel good naked. I want to look good in pictures. I'm tired of these extra pounds, especially when more just seem to be creeping back on.
I guess there is a drawback to not being single....there's so much food in the house, and it's so easy to eat when my bf eats, and eat just as much as he eats, even when I am not hungry. Before I met him, I virtually never even ate dinner. I'm easily tacking on an extra 700 calories every night that I didn't consume before he moved in. Not that I'm blaming him, of course, it's just SO EASY to eat too much with him around.
And of course, he is the type of person who can eat whatever he wants and actually loses weight if he doesn't work out. Darn men and their genes/metabolism!
We leave July 2 to fly back to my bf's hometown and visit his friends and family. I want to look my best for that trip. That gives me two and a half weeks to lose weight. I would like to get down to 124 by that time.
So. Here is what I am going to do: I know that it will be really tough for me, so if I am going to make it happen, I have to really be dedicated to restricting my food intake and making sure I exercise every day. I have gotten into the habit of walking the dogs rather than running with them on my days off from crossfit and boot camp- that's no good. Also, I have been indulging in a bottle of hard cider every day - I have to cut out alcohol entirely in the next two and a half weeks. I have been terrible about drinking enough water - I have to make sure I get enough in to stave off false hunger pangs. Also, no more eating when I am not hungry! No more eating 170-lb man-sized portions!
Day One of Tracking. Hello Again.