I am the queen of excuses and have a long to do list that I'm not motivated to do. When I'm not in the loop/on the band wagon/in an exercise routine, I add exercise to my to do list. That is always the first to get skipped.
When I was cleaning, I found a journal from when I was in college. The first entry was from April 2000 - "I'm fat, I'm making bad choices, I'm worthless, etc." The second entry was from Feb 2001 - "I've started exercising, watching what I eat and I've lose 30 lbs. I am seeing Mike, although, I don't know if that will work out but I have a date with Dave on Saturday. I feel good but I have a long way to go."
I know that thin is not measured by love life but I also truly believe for me, that is the reason I am alone. I date people but it never lasts with the people I want it to last with.
Here's where the confusion comes in - I want to lose weight for myself, I do believe it will make me happy. I need to lose weight for my health. What I've got going on here is a hot mess. I like to exercise, I love the release of endorphins and the all around feeling of fantastic it gives me.
Sweat like a pig, look like a fox!
| Pounds lost: 16.8