It's been 4 days since I decided to get back on track and lose those 20 pounds (plus the 10 I gained back). When I weighed this morning I had lost 2.8 pounds. That makes me so happy! I really hated that vicious cycle I was in, weighing every morning and telling myself I would make the right food choices and not over do it and then every day eating whatever I wanted. I beat myself up every night for blowing it that day, I don't have to do that if I make the right choices. I feel better about myself when I'm eating the things I should be eating. (I really want a cupcake right now, but I know I wouldn't be able to stop at just one if I made some, so I won't)
I tried on swimsuits today while on lunch. I was pretty depressed when I was done. I tried on two swimsuits, two dresses and two pairs of pants. Only one of the dresses fit and looked good. I walked away from the fitting room, depressed and before I got too far into my pity party... God reminded me... I knew before I tried on the swimsuits that I probably wouldn't find one that would keep the "girls" contained, I've never been able to buy pants at Target, and the dresses were two different sizes. So I was depressed for those 2 minutes for nothing!
I'm back on track and I'm happy about it, now I just need to get my butt off the couch and start walking again.
I'll do that tomorrow :)
