So here I am, 7 months in to my healthier lifestyle (4 months longer than the last time I tried to get healthier) and I'm starting to feel like a bada**.
Just kidding...sort of. Not only do I feel like I have really begun to treat my body well, I am also starting to feel like I am learning to treat my mind well. Like maybe it's ok not to be insanely hard on myself. I just feel...better. Does that make sense?
I know this is sort of random but today I was really thinking about all this because:
I just did day 4 of the 30 day shred and barely rested at all! (Even though it kind of still makes me want to die
I have done at least 30 minutes of yoga every day this week. (which helps with the wanting to die that Jillian Michaels inspires)
I have eaten well within my calories every day this week. (Despite alternating between wanting to go out and hunt down red meat and wanting to binge on cheetos)
AND, the one that made my day:
This morning when we got up my bf but his arms around me and said "oh my God, you're so tiny!" With this totally awe-struck expression on his face. I blushed so hard but it made me feel great because he was so sincere.
It just feels like I am really making progress and that, my friends, is a fantastic feeling. I am not trying to brag, but I am a writer that works from home and I needed to share this feeling with someone!
Whoo hoo, flying high DESPITE outrageous PMS!
All the love in the world everyone,
Back on the wagon after almost 2 years of getting lost in depression and just trying to keep my head above water. Switching up my approach and going Low-Carb. Loving it so far!
Weight as of 1/1/14: 179.4
First mini-goal: 174.4, 5lbs down
Second mini-goal:169.4, 10 lbs down
Third mini-goal: 165 (Doctor's target weight for me)
Will re-evaluate from there!