We think fast food is equivalent to pornography, nutritionally speaking.
~Steve Elbert
No man in the world has more courage than the man who can stop after eating one peanut.
~Channing Pollock
OK confession time, I am at the point where I am becoming quite discouraged. I have been exercising regularly and eating healthy for about two months minus a week when the littles were sick. So I was hoping to see a little difference by now. I wasn't expecting much but I was hoping to notice a little something. So I am not weighing myself regularly since your weight can fluctuate so much but I do check in once in awhile. It is always first thing in the morning with nothing on. So I checked in this morning and was down all of six pounds. What the hell?
Now I am trying to tell myself that I am probably gaining muscle which weighs more than fat (blah blah blah), but lets be honest that is a hard pill to swallow. As for the eating I am eating a little all day but have to keep up my caloric intake since I am nursing. I drink at least sixty-four ounces of water a day along with milk and the occasional soda (diet caffeine free). I officially know where every clean bathroom is withing a twenty mile radius of my home. My snacks consist of granola, almonds or a small bowl of oatmeal. My actual meals are healthy and I am actually sticking to the portion size label on the box. Where am I going wrong?
I am working out five days a week an hour at a time. Alternating Zumba and Aerobic classes. Ugh I am just frustrated. I think I am on an anxiety roller coaster since I will be getting measured by my trainer on October ninth. I just want to see this flub diminishing. It is so hard when you are trying to do it the right way! I tell many of my other girlfriends that it takes time and all the results will come... When in my mind I am thinking hurry the FUCK up already!! I want to look hot when my hubby comes home! A bit hypocritical, no?
So I am going to trudge forward and continue to work my butt off (figuratively, and realistically) . So I am calling on my inner Braveheart to give me a heroic speech to rally my fluffy self to go on. Perhaps some blue war paint and a kilt are in order?
You can take my snacks but you can never take my PERSEVERANCE!
I am also keeping my mind off the fact that dear Mel has gone out of his fruity mind and think about him when he was one of the few celebrities that seemed sane. Yes the shiny syndrome has struck again. So speaking of eating I am off to eat my delicious tuna salad (sans mayo) with celery. Jealous? I know you are...
and now for a little pick me up. Who can cheer you up better than Drag Queens? No one that's who.
The right way is always the hardest. Sometimes we do everything we can and our bodies want to be jerks and say "nope, I'm quite comfy with this padding, thanks." My Weight Watchers people use to say that sometimes when we didn't lose one week did we notice a difference in the way clothes fit? Our bodies don't always lose the weight but they are changing to accomodate the weight loss. Hello, your pants fell down. LOL, sorry to bring that up but that IS something. I'll don my kilt and blue war paint with you as your charge toward that goal.
ReplyDeleteAre you firming up? Things not as jiggly? If so then that's a win. Also...is there a pool? I know...I know....but swimming is cardio and toning and improves flexibility. And its easy on the joints. Shoot me later I know. But I do know swimming is one of the best forms of exercise.
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