Today is the first day of week 7. My diet was disastrous this weekend. I tried to make good choices, but I ruined them by having ice cream and other desserts. I went into the weekend weighing 123 lbs. Three days later I weigh 126 lbs. Ridiculous.
I have this conversation in my head all time time: "It doesn't matter what you weigh. Just enjoy some ice cream. Don't worry about what other people think." And then an hour later, "I will NOT ruin this. I have worked too hard to sabbotage it with all that sugar. It's not worth it."
Sometimes I make the right choice, sometimes I don't.
I still have 47 days to get down to 120 lbs. I know I will do that, but it will be difficult to maintain it. I really hope at the end of the 90 days I don't care about the number and am just proud of my hard work. It's just so rewarding to see the number go down!
I was thinking the other day...has there ever been a time in my life where I felt completely confident about my body? No, I don't think there has. There's always something that needs to be tighter, smaller, less cellulitey. Until I don't have to worry about things hanging, I don't think I'll feel "done". So yes this journey is 90 days, but I know I will have to work my entire life to feel comfortable. That's kind of annoying and overwhelming. But it brought me to the conclusion that I HAVE to find out how to feel confident aside from how much I weigh. Otherwise, I'll always feel like I don't add up.
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