Pretty Pounds

I’m not dead.

To those of you who are still following me, I haven’t given up or forgotten about my weight loss. The truth is, I’m dead tired at the end of the day (I work 5-5) and honestly, when it comes the time to come home I just want to sleep. Last week was a little bit better, I got to the gym once for a few minutes. I sit around way too much, and I eat whatever’s around. So no, this last month has not been good to me. I’ve spent a good amount of time trying to come up with a plan, and the best I’ve got is trying to build up the willpower to just go to the gym after work. So for starters, I’m going to get back on the eating healthy wagon. And eating small meals every few hours. Since I’m getting up early, my metabolism starts up early. Only bonus of waking up before the sun.

So guys, don’t lose faith in me - I’m fighting against losing it myself. I’m trying to find ways to be happier without fully concentrating on weight loss, so I think I’ve got a good start here. To be honest, I don’t know what my weight is right now. I know it’s not pretty. But, I know my next weigh in day. I won’t BS this one, I have my scale with me, I’ll have myself in order, and I’m holding myself accountable. So, June 5, ya’ll gotta check back here for my weight. I got this.

Feeling Inspired

So this week royally sucked in regards to my weightloss. I don’t want to give excuses because that’s made it easy to forgive myself. But the truth is I’m not getting anywhere with what I’m doing now - if anything, I’m barely maintaining. I feel gross and unhappy. So tomorrow is my last day of work for the week and I’m going to sit down and write out a schedule. Gym time, what I’m going to eat, groceries I’ll need. I’m going to look at exercises to do while sitting at a desk, I’m going to try to keep myself motivated - even on a busy work day. I’m also going to try and get permission to use the gym there because it’s super convenient.

I’m pushing back the weigh in one more week. I know, I know, but it needs to be done for my mental health.

God I feel like a ton of lard. Boo.