Friday, February 12: 208.4
A pound gained...but it's not the end of the world. I'm trying to stay positive. After all, if I just beat myself up all of the time (which I can be subject to from time to time) I know I'll just get bummed, and wonder why I even try. But I am noticing a difference. I had a few bad days, which I know is going to happen every now and again, but then I got back to it. I think that's key. Back in the Fall when we were traveling before, I never worried about what I ate. I told myself just to watch my portions, and eat when I'm hungry, stop when I'm full, but obviously something was amiss. I'm a lot more happy this time around knowing that I'm conscience of my eating and trying my hardest to work out every time I can. And obviously things are changing. Though it may be a slow change, I'm changing. I'm gonna keep going. It's gonna get better.
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