Feeling down…Feeling like I can’t do it.
I know deep down that it CAN be done. I know deep down that is just take perseverance and hard work. But I still feel inside my mind like I can’t do it. For some reason I just can’t get on track. I just can’t stick to the plans. I think one of the main reasons that I am having such difficulty is because I don’t feel like being patient. I don’t want it to take me months or even a year to lose about 60 pounds. I just want it to disappear. I just want to look in the mirror and see ME. I don’t want to look in the mirror and see all my neighbors….Ms. Double Chin, Miss Pregnancy Belly Look A Like, Mr & Mrs. Rubs a Lot thighs, the Twins Flappy and Saggy Underarms and not to mention Mr & Mrs Fat Fingers and their 8 children among others. I want them all to go away and I don’t want to have to wait. I know that is unrealistic. But it is just how I feel. I am feeling down and depressed and when I feel like this I get lazy and eat. I don’t know how to snap out of it. Even when I have a few good days and stay on track completely I don’t feel like it is good enough when I look at the scale and I am the same or maybe a half pound less. Yes, I know some of you do not agree with getting on the scale so much and relying so much on what the scale tells you. But I do and that is not something I will change. That scale number means a lot to me. Yes, feeling healthy means a lot to me too and means more to me than the scale number but the number on the scale still means a lot and actually my doctor had even recommended weighing daily because it gives you an opportunity to catch yourself slipping up and correct yourself sooner than later. But the number isn’t heading in the right direction for me lately or it does for a few days and then BAM I am right back to where I started. I just can’t get my eating under control. Exercising hasn’t been as good as I have in the past but I am exercising at least 3 or 4 days a week which is pretty good. I just wish things would fall back into place as they had been before I got pregnant with my daughter. Hmmm, but then again it had taken me 3 and a half years to get on track after having my son! Oh gosh…please tell me I won’t doom myself to another 3 and a half years before getting my butt back in gear and getting on track and staying on track. UGH…I just feel like screaming! I feel fat and nasty and depressed and sad and boy oh boy, much much much more. Ok, enough for now. I just had to get that out. I am going to sleep on it and let’s see where tomorrow takes me. Good night all and thanks for listening. I sure hope I didn’t depress you all too much ![]()
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