it's amazing to me how things can change. i used to loathe the gym. i was scared of what it meant, and the people that forced themselves into such torture. hello - i'm the person who forces herself into such torture. at least 3 times a week. and usually with a trainer or a workout buddy. and it's not torture.
and of course, some things never change. even early in this battle (some say it's a journey, but it's a battle), i would have my weeks/months of not wanting to be on plan or making bad choices or not tracking. but the change now is that every point counts - and shows up on the scale when i eat it. at 280 lbs, i was still consistently eating fewer enough calories to see big scale drops even on bad weeks. at 180 lbs, i have to be much more vigilant - even with amount of exercise i do every week. i am still battling emotional eating, especially when it comes to "getting back" at someone.
things that i had wished would/wouldn't happen that have:
- not being recognized by someone i spent a fair amount of time with in/around
- being hit on by creepers, including one who propositioned me to be his mistress and called me a "total fucking hottie."
oh, and things that will NEVER change - it's all about me. and i love shoes.
best quote i found: "just do it, damnit!"
34.2 lbs. that's all. that's all i have to dominate. so just do it, damnit.

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