I was convinced my weight was going to be up this week. I misbehaved. I ate in restaurants. I drank wine. I had a dinner party Saturday night where I made a Moroccan feast. I worked out a few times, but I didn't think it would be enough to put me in the negative numbers. I was wrong. Somehow, the diet gods were smiling on me and I managed to lose 1.2 lbs.!
I am thrilled! It's good to know that I can indulge every once (or four times) in a while and still manage to stay on track. I hope this also serves as encouragement for those of you who might feel like giving up because you had a cheat or two. I pointed out early on that getting healthier and fitter is a marathon, not a sprint. Don't be discouraged if you gain a pound or two here or there. Just get right back to what you know is the path to better health.
I'd be lying if I said how I look doesn't matter as much as how I feel. I'm a 46 year old woman, you're darn right I care about how I look. It's just an added bonus that my back feels so much better, I have tons more energy and I just feel better all over.
So, keep at it, friends. I have lost 22 lbs. 2.8 more to hit my goal. Everything after that - is gravy. LOL
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