Here I go again. I am hoping I can stick it out this time. I feel awful. I feel heavy, groggy, sluggish. My knees hurt, my back hurts. Nothing fits. Cleaned out my closet 2 weeks ago and was severely depressed at all the size 6 clothes that for some reason or another I was still holding onto. I haven't been a Size 6 in over 10 years. I am a 12 now, that's literally 2 people of what I used to be. I promised myself I wouldn't be so hard on myself. I promised myself that I would try again. And I will try again. I don't like feeling so unhealthy. I have way too many people who depend on me and being unhealthy is really a recipe for disaster. I promised I'd deal with the changes one at a time. Baby steps. So here I am folks. I had a banana with my coffee this morning instead of a bagel and I actually felt good that I made it thru Step 1. This is how I intend to start looking at my journey. Steps. Maybe by my 43rd birthday in December, 9 weeks from now, I can celebrate by going down at least 1 dress size. Here's to keeping the promises I make to myself.
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200.0 lb
Lost so far: 0 lb.
Still to go: 25.0 lb.
Diet followed poorly.
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gaining 0.2 lb a week
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