Yesterday you said tomorrow.
Guess what, you bloody wonderful buggers!
I’ve lost three more pounds! And I haven’t even gone hard-in-the-paint yet. So far I’ve been managing my portions, eating slower, consuming a more colorful array of food, and letting my brain tell my body when I’ve had enough. I even allow for some dark chocolate, a few crisps, and some crackers on the side.
This is boss. I should be asleep right now, have to rise early, but I’m so jubilant right now. (: I never thought I’d be happy to be 181.6lbs. Starting weight, as of December 30th…or 31st was 186.6lbs. 5 pounds…in a week’s time. It does tend to start like this (and wait until I start exercising, which should be this week). I eat monstrously, then I eat healthy and well, and not anorexic like, but just…normal…and then the fat sheds. Like an Akita (solid dog). As a compulsive over-eater, normal consumption is a big deal for me. It is like conquering a body-possessing demon. Because that is pretty what it is.
I can’t wait to start exercising. I can’t wait to see myself in three months time. But I’m going to bear the journey.