Day 9: Minus Zero
Sunday, October 27, 2013
Well, let's blame it on the alcohol.
Though I didn't lose anything this week, I didn't gain either. I went to the gym 4 times. That in and of itself is a big deal since it's been months. Months. Overall, I was more conscious of what I was choosing. I didn't go out nearly as much as I have been going out. I cleaned a good portion of my house, which always makes me feel better and in more control. Cleaned my cupboards so I can actually see what I have in there to eat (turns out, I do have things I can put together for another week or so).
I know it's going to take time... and patience... to get back on the road to where I want to be. Small steps, small changes, will make a big difference. I'm nervous to try to start running again, but I know that it will come in time.
I can do it. I did it before. Going to get back this:
D*mn. There was absolutely nothing wrong with the way I looked. Proof that it is always in our head. Always. That's the real battle, isn't it?