I'm not progressing. I'm not gaining. I'm in a rut. I don't want to exercise, but I want change. I have this pop fetish I hate and I used to not even drink pop. Maybe that will be my next goal... if I ever decide to set one. No more pop.
I feel like if I don't lose a lot of weight this year, or before my next birhtday, I'll never do it. And it will get harder to lose it if I DO decide to do something about it. I had an idea the other day to lose 33 lbs. by the time I turn 33 next year. That gives me almost eight months to accomplish this. I can do that, if I just do something about it. That's the hard part... which is so funny, because once I get to actually doing it, I don't want to stop, and that's it's own motivation.... motivation to eat less, eat better, exercise every day, do things that are good for my heart, my body, my spirit. I don't want diabetes... that's my newest health fear - it's in my family, type 2, anyway. I had it when I was pregnant with my first, so it's possible to get it again. I don't want that. I don't want to worry about my heart, either. I just want to be healthy and to feel comfortable in anything I wear.
It's now or never.
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182.6 lb
Lost so far: 0 lb.
Still to go: 42.6 lb.
Diet followed poorly.
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gaining 0.3 lb a week
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