I haven’t weighted for 4 days!
Now, you might think I’ve hit a milestone. Most experts say, “Don’t weight every day. It will only serve to discourage you.” Me? I usually weigh six times a day.
But, this week has been different. Somehow.
Oh, my heck. Who am I kidding? I haven’t weighed because I was afraid of what the scale says. My clothes are actually telling me how much I weigh, anyway. I got out some bigger jeans last night and that’s what I’ve got on today. I can barely lean over. I am back to slip-on shoes. I’m afraid I’m back up to at least 155. It’s been a crappy couple of weeks.
Just looking forward to the day that I get all the way through it without eating 2000 calories right before bed. I, seriously, took all of hubby’s treats out to the garage the other night. I told him he couldn’t have them in the house on top of the fridge anymore.
That’s not fair to me.
He doesn’t get it and thinks I am being ridiculous, but YOU try to eat healthy when there are piles of junk food staring at you every time you open the fridge door.
Oh, you don’t have that problem.
All I know is I’m overwhelmed with my weight and my appearance. Big, BIG bags under my eyes. Legs filled with fluid. Rolls of fat everywhere. Terrible breath. Depression all around me. Frustration.
I do not want to live like this! Someone give me a miracle pill!