Doing something good is sweet, isn't it? 52# in 52 weeks is such a reasonable goal. At times, I feel like a dork as I cruise around the blogosphere. A pound a week. Most people seem to be shooting for at least two. I am frustrated though, like most of you. I was better than I was on the second week. I was better than I was on the first week. Yet I GAINED weight. After a weigh in like that, I am glad I picked that time frame. A year is really a good amount of time to ease back into these habits that have deteriorated farther than I thought. I look back just a few weeks and laugh at what I didn't bat an eye at because they didn't "count" . And yet, I allowed myself to be happy. I knew I was being healthier than I had been. For once in my life it was good enough! Thank goodness. I'm trying to feel that way about this week. Plus 0.2 is not insurmountable by any means. Deflating, yes. I hope to be able to be "easy" emotionally on myself and...
The life of a train wrecked woman, trying to get back on track.