I'm feeling amazingly discouraged. I'm trying to stay patient with myself, and trying to understand that it's a slow process, but it feels as if nothing I'm doing is making a bit of difference. If I was so much as losing 1 lb a week, I'd be happy enough knowing that at least SOMETHING is changing - but not even that much is happening. I've just -got- to be doing something wrong.
I get to Utah Monday for the rest of the summer. I'm kicking my butt in to high gear, and I'm working harder at this. I can sit here and sulk, or I can get off my bum and do something about it. So I'm going to do something. But mercy me is it not exhausting waiting for something that seems will never happen. I just want to cry all day - but instead I've been running. And it still doesn't seem to help.
So when I get to Utah - here's my plan. My official plan for starting over, and staying determined to reach my goal.
64+ oz of water per day.
Running 2 miles a day / 3 days a week (Couch to 5 K, so 2-3 miles.)
Joining Curves and heading up there with my sister 3x a week.
Cutting all sweets, processed sugary foods, white flour, etc out of my diet, as well as sodas (don't drink them now anyway) and red meats. (Most of which I'm not eating now.)
Calorie counting, and writing down everything I eat. Careful measurements and considerations for planning meals ahead.
I feel as if there must be something very paramount and very obvious I'm missing in all of this. There's got to be so many things that I'm just -not- getting. I don't even know.
I do know, though, that before I head home for college, my number 1 goal is to be able to find jeans that actually fit me, over my big hammy thighs, and smaller stomach, that are both comfortable, and cute. So that I can finally go around campus, and go out with my boyfriend without feeling like a roly poly chubby short thing anymore. I want to feel young. I want to feel healthy. I want to have energy. I want to feel sexy. I want to be able to keep up. And I don't. I just don't.
So here's to new beginnings, and starting over, again.
If anyone wants an accountability buddy, has any words of wisdom or encouragement, or also wants to complain about the trials and tribulations of this entirely overwhelming journey we're on - I'm your girl.
I just hope you wonderful ladies are having a better night of determination than me.