So lately I've been afraid to face the scale. I've made these goals, and I met some, but then I gained that extra one or two back. Sometimes my "fattie friends'" tweets & blogs help inspire me but other times I'm jealous of their success and my failure. Don't get me wrong, they're completely supportive but jealousy sometimes makes me blind to that. I have to remind myself that everyone is different and someone else's way might not work for me and my life. I'm working on it.
So that said, I'm hovering about 203, sometimes reaching 205. My brief visit to Onederland seems like a distant memory. I'm stuck. I haven't been so strict on with my food. I have increased the intensity and fequency of my workouts though. Its like my body has just decided, "I'm going to be this way whether you like it or not. Doesn't matter what you do, I'll adapt." Well you know what body? You KNOW WHAT?!? Okay, I don't know what I'm going to do, but something...
For now all I can do is keep at it, try to make good choices, and silence the green-eyed monster.
Off to wal-mart now to check out the selection of clearance workout clothes as mentioned by the beautiful and fabulous miss Chubby Stubby Kay.
Thanks for reading.