That's right! Three months. Tonight is weigh-in and I feel pretty optimistic. I would really love to see the 150's before Jan. 1. It's been over a year since I've been in that weight range, you know? So sick of the 160's. Let's move on already ...
What I find at this point in the process is that I don't really worry about falling off plan anymore. I don't think about what I can't have. I simply say, "I want that. Maybe soon I'll budget the points and eat it. But not today."
I weigh myself everyday so I no longer freak out about the fluctuating numbers. I think my only problem remains to be enjoying how far I've come and liking the body I have right now. Instead I tend to look down the road a month or two or three and visualize how much better I'll look then - and I'd like to get away from that completely. I mean, yes, I'll get there but shouldn't I be enjoying where I am, how I got here? Does that make sense.
My daughter looked at me yesterday after I picked her up from daycare and said, "Oh mommy, sooooo pretty," and just hugged me and it reminded me that I should work on thinking the same thing. Somehow knowing that I'm beautiful to her makes me want to believe it more myself.
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