I have heard my fair share of feel good sentiments lately. In the beginning, I was happy to take them on as my own mantra. Happy to walk around boasting that "slow and steady wins the race!" or "remember the story of the tortoise and the hare" or my personal favorite "no pain, no gain". Now, please don't be offended if you are one of the people that has been giving me the words of wisdom. I've been giving myself these little pep talks too. And until now, they have mostly been working. And then came today. Something just snapped and I was done with it. I'm tired of falling further and further behind in the Biggest Loser game. I'm tired of being tired and achy with only seeing minimal results. I'm tired of diminishing calories every week, and having to measure, count, and weigh. Blah. Obviously, as you can tell, my weigh in today didn't go exactly as planned. According to my scale at home, I gained 3.5lbs since Saturday. Thank you water retention in my sore muscles. That means that I only lost a pound this week at school. So much for my goal of 2+ lbs a week.Why can't I just be happy that I lost SOMETHING? Why must I "look a gift horse in the mouth"? I don't know. It's just never enough for me I guess. The good news? "The sun will come out tomorrow". Ugh.
57 days down...123 to go!
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