I’ve just been having a really hard time lately. I’ve been struggling with my diet. I’ve been struggling with consistent exercise. I’ve been struggling with contentment. I’ve just been struggling.
Eating right and exercising is not a tough thing to do. Eating right and exercising daily to the extent of actually losing weight is hard work. I’m OK with that. Well, to be honest, I hate hard work, but I’m working on it. I’ve got this whole maintain-your-weight-thing down to a T. For over 3 months I’ve maintained my 50 lb weight loss. But I’m just not losing anymore. This is 100% my food-obsessed-self’s problem. I’m sneaking in extra snacks. I’m eating dark chocolate and peanut butter and pretty much everything delicious more then I should. I’m not counting calories as close as I should. Holiday’s and Birthdays and Bad moods and Traveling are my excuses.
But it’s got to stop.
I can’t stay on this emotional roller coaster of weight loss forever. I’ve got to get over this current hill of frustration and despair, and coast down to the finish line. I’ve got to lose this last 45 lbs. I can’t continue like this. Life is supposed to be fun and exciting and not constantly worrying about your weight and your health and your image. I just want to finish this ride and spend some time on solid ground. I just want to be able to breathe. I want to be able to enjoy life. I want to be able to enjoy looking in the mirror. I want to be able to enjoy me.
I blame my bad mood on my recent sugar consumption. And carbs. Both are evil. Both will stop. Today is a new day. Today is a better day.
Ready, Set, Go!