I guess the 180s are gonna be a repeat of the 190s. I’m fucking stuck. I keep gaining and losing the same pound. It sucks ass. I’m ready for a woosh!!!!
Archive for May, 2013
Today is one of those “I’m having a pity party” days!
I made the mistake of looking in the mirror whilst naked. I feel like a fucking fat ass. Everything jiggles, I have stretch marks everywhere and my boobs look like deflated water balloons. I fucking hate days like today, they suck your soul dry. I need to snap out of it (without indulging in Oreos like I want.)
I need a hug!
I always tell people the exact same thing when they ask me “what’s your motivation to lose weight?”
IT ISN’T ABOUT MOTIVATION, IT’S ABOUT COMMITMENT!
And it’s a damn good thing I’m committed to this journey because I lack all motivation today. It’s *that* time of the month and all I want to do is stuff my face. But my commitment to getting fitter has established a routine in my life and that routine dictates I stay “on plan”.
(P.S. there’s no point to this post. I’m pms’ing, starving, and feeling grumpy so I thought I would remind myself (and maybe others); it’s not about motivation, it’s about commitment.)
So I’ve been sporting my new jeans everyday and while they fit, I think I’m gonna buy a new pair of goal jeans…. Maybe even a size 6!
I honestly can’t even imagine wearing size 6 jeans, but I guess anything is possible!
Y’all I fit into a size 8 pair of jeans from the gap!
how the fuck is this possible?!?!
I made it to a new decade yesterday! Specifically I made it to the 180s after a huge woosh on the scale. I am so thrilled to see an 8 on the scale. Hopefully this decade goes a lot faster than the 190s.
I’m stuck. Stuck for about ten days and it fucking sucks! I know that eventually I will see a woosh on the scale but until then I can help but think “what if I’m fucking stuck here forever?”
FUCK YOU 193, please go the fuck away!
It’s a new fucking month and while I should be enthusiastic, honestly I’m kinda bummed. I truly thought I’d get out of the fucking 190s by the end of April and instead I’m starting may at 193. The way my weight loss is averaging (one pound a week), I’ll hit the 180s by June.
Oh fucking well, it is what it is!