Oh, it's a skirt alright. A bed skirt that is. I wish the weight could drop off that quickly.
So how did I do this week? Well, I don't think I've washed off the beach just yet. In fact, it's been so frustrating. Do you want the good news or the bad news? Okay, bad news first so we can end on a high note.
Bad news: I never did weigh myself. I really didn't even think to. How could I truly be accountable if I wasn't even accountable to the scale? I ate great on Monday. That's it. I started out great everyday, but ended up, "I'll do better tomorrow" and kept eating.
Good news: I worked out six days this week. That's more consecutive days than I've done in a couple of years. It felt great getting one more day behind me.
I don't know why I couldn't pull it together. Why do I sabotage myself? I think I eat because of anxiety issues. But then on the other hand, if I didn't eat, maybe I wouldn't have so many anxiety issues. I'm all messed up. It's all about keeping it real here.
I will say this. I've studied, I've made my shopping list, I've cooked my chicken for the week, and now that I have a plan, I'm going to do it this week. I'm pulling out the measuring tape, I'm standing on the scale, and I'm hanging up an outfit that I want to look great in again. After all, it's all about fitting into my own clothes and not someone elses. I know it's all relative. Thank goodness for that. At 37, I hope I'm out of that high school mode of comparing sizes and not bodies, build and height.
I also got thinking. This could be a slow process. Am I ready for that? Yes, I am. I know there will be weeks where I only see one pound lost on the scale. Rather than being disappointed or frustrated, I'm going to look at the scale like this...
"Wow! That's one pound of butter off my booty, poochy, arms, back or thighs."
How can that not be exciting as all get out? Oh my heck, I'm getting stoked just thinking about it. That's it, that's what I'm going to do!!
So, wish me luck for a better week. A week that I can't wait to share with you.
And for anyone needing any encouragement that lives a similar life...Start again on Monday. Start "The Butter Be Gone" Lifestyle.
def.--The Butter Be Gone, as in the Butt better be gone, one pound of butter at a time gone, or it had better be gone. Join the club now.