Today was in a sense supposed to be a GREAT day for me: I was in the restroom at work this morning and noticed that my saddlebags are shrinking!
Yippie, less FAT on my thighs/hips!I went home feeling great about this, exercised on the treadmill, etc.
Then a family member barged in the kitchen/living room and just started b*tching about herself all night and just sucked the optimism right outta the room.
It felt like my day was shot and I didn't feel great anymore about my personal self-accomplishments. I probably will again tomorrow when I go out to the movies and see friends.
Anyone ever have a day like that?






I initially was going to aim for 140 lbs which I thought would be a good weight for my height, but she started going on and on about how that was just too small for me. So now I'm aiming for 150, which she still thinks is too low. Once I get to GW, then I'll evaluate how I feel and look, and see if I want to keep going or if I'm happy there.