After years and years of yo yo'ing, I'm finally staying the course and eating under 1500 calories a day, and I'm in shock. Me. Doing this. Not eating junk all day long. Whoa.
I haven't gone on the scale since the battery died a month ago, and I think of it as a blessing in disguise. I really, really want to see what I weigh now, but I know I can't. Even if I did lose weight, it can't be much because I don't feel a whole lot lighter. But this isn't going to make me stop doing what I'm doing. Things have changed in my mind. I actually feel sooo much better without all that food in me, so this is my incentive now not to over eat. The scale can say whatever. It hasn't gone up, I know that, so I'm in a great place. A lot better than I was a year ago when I ate, felt guilty, ate, felt bloated, ate, ate, ate. The scale was just going up, up, up. Now I feel comfortable all the time. No more upset stomach. No more "uncomfortably stuffed" feeling. This is nice. I might lose some weight. Heck, I may now go on the treadmill knowing I got my eating undercontrol for once. Who knows? Lose weight? That used to be my #1 obsession, but now not so much, and I'm ok with that.
Just had to share.
The less bloaty Heidi
180/16?/normal