I thought I'd check in with myself and with you... I'm doing pretty good with my resolutions. Haven't had any fast food, and surprisingly (due to some positive thinking) I don't really miss it. I have been to a couple stores and remembered the no shopping gluttony resolution and put a few unnecessary things back and left the store since I had what I needed. It felt good. The no food gluttony is taking a little longer to sink in... old engrained habits do die hard.
I haven't exercised as much as I should but I'm about to remedy that with some personal training from my friend Lauren, who is about to get her PT license.
Positive thinking is crazy. I never knew the power of my own mind until the past couple days of being determined to think more positively.
One a separate note, I have really been feeling the weight (no pun intended) of the weight I've gained recently. I felt like I'd gained 10 pounds. Well, this evening I hopped on the scale... and even though I had clothes on and it was the end of the day, it was much more than I was expecting. I'm not going to say how much here (because it's too depressing to see in print, the scale was bad enough) but it ain't cool. I need to lose 40 pounds. For real.
No more excuses. Working out regularly will be physically hard. But I am not going to let it be mentally hard. I did this to myself, and I can undo it myself. I had a baby, and my mom died 7 months later. I'm cutting myself some slack for the disgusting weight gain. But this is as far as it goes.
No more excuses.
I haven't exercised as much as I should but I'm about to remedy that with some personal training from my friend Lauren, who is about to get her PT license.
Positive thinking is crazy. I never knew the power of my own mind until the past couple days of being determined to think more positively.
One a separate note, I have really been feeling the weight (no pun intended) of the weight I've gained recently. I felt like I'd gained 10 pounds. Well, this evening I hopped on the scale... and even though I had clothes on and it was the end of the day, it was much more than I was expecting. I'm not going to say how much here (because it's too depressing to see in print, the scale was bad enough) but it ain't cool. I need to lose 40 pounds. For real.
No more excuses. Working out regularly will be physically hard. But I am not going to let it be mentally hard. I did this to myself, and I can undo it myself. I had a baby, and my mom died 7 months later. I'm cutting myself some slack for the disgusting weight gain. But this is as far as it goes.
No more excuses.
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