I have lost about 21 pounds now and I expected to get on some jeans that I had packed away. Nope. The waist is way too small. By like a couple of inches. I didn’t want to let that get me down though, so when I bought new pants this weekend I just got the ones that sit right below the waist. In those, I am a size 14. The weight is just not coming off of my very stubborn waist line. This odd shape of mine. Flat rear, big waist. It is hard to find things that fit right. If I buy clothes big enough for my waist, they are at least two sizes too big in the rear/thighs. My belly has always been a problem area, so I may as well expect my waist to be the last part that whittles down with the weight loss.
I had chocolate for the first time yesterday. It all started with our exchange student wanting to cook dinner. That meant that I could not accurately count my calories and that I would be served foods that are higher in fat than I normally eat. So I knew I would not be finishing my food log on fitday for that particular day and it really set me up for eating stuff that I wouldn’t normally eat.
Exercise was rough yesterday too. I just wasn’t feeling motivated and only made it to 30 minutes before I quit out of boredom. I think it was possibly because there was nothing good on tv at that time and due to church, I was exercising later in the day than I normally would. It is also dreary outside. And my friend lost her battle with cancer on Saturday and that is weighing heavily on my mind.
This post sounds like a bunch of excuses and I hate that. I don’t want to go there. To continue to succeed, I have to be able to view my diet/exercise totally separate from the emotional part of my life.
202/181/healthy
