Ah, TGIF!!! I'm looking forward to having my weekend! I'm hitting the mall tomorrow so I'll get plenty of walking in!
Of course, you all are right about the 3 pounds thing. I was mostly lamenting about how I let it get to me when I
know it shouldn't, especially after knowing I've gone down a size. I think my mind plays tricks on me sometimes, wanting me to give up. But I refuse. I can't give up now, only to start all over again at a later date. My best friend was talking about her mom's possible health problems today, and once again I thought about how my parents might still be alive if they only took better care of themselves and each other. I guess that alone is enough to scare me back on track (not that I've strayed that far this time around). I don't want to die young with a lot of health problems. I get sick and tired of being sick and tired all the time. I have noticed that I've been feeling better over all, and that should count more than anything else.
But like that funny commercial with the guy weighing himself, running around the gym, and weighing himself again: I want faster results, LOL! I think we all do. But getting frustrated over the fact doesn't help the matter. And I've realized that one of my major frustrations is that I was around 250 for the majority of my adult life, and I don't think I'll be able to enjoy my progress all that much until I get back down to that. Silly, isn't it? No matter what I tell myself or how I celebrate each milestone, I'm mad for letting myself reach almost 350 pounds. I feel like I should be starting at 250, like all the other times I got serious about dieting. But I'll get over it in time. I'm eating better and exercising to feel better and get healthier, which is a lot more important than a silly number on the scale or even a dress size.
At any rate, I think I've figured out a perfect incentive for me. I lost that initial 15 pounds to fit in a pair of jeans, and so I bought another pair of jeans that are one size to small. I was actually able to get them on today. Not suitable to wear in public yet, but I'm happy that I was able to button them! I'll try them on again in a couple of weeks.
I desperately want to get away from those plus-size clothes! The smallest I've ever been is a 14, and that looks so far away. I know I can do it, though, and I'm setting a mini-goal to get to that magical size of 18.
Since my birthday is so close to Valentine's, I don't feel too guilty for asking for a gift that's a little more expensive to cover both.

Jeff ordered an MP3 player for me off eBay. It's actually a low-end one, but it'll hold about 65 songs and run for ten hours on a single charge. I can't wait! It will be my new work-out friend. I've used a disc-man in the past. I love having my favorite music, but not only is it awkward to work out with, it has a tendency to skip. I won't have those problems with the MP3 player, and it'll be another great incentive to stick with working out. It's small enough that I can wear it like a necklace! I hope it gets here soon.
Well, time for a healthy snack!
