After my work out today, I am officially exhausted.
It was core and legs day and I am so wiped I can’t move.
It took two weeks, but I lost my two pounds, and another half. I’m now down to 226.
My new goal is to be at 224 by Friday February 1.
I met my first goal. I actually lost 2.5 pounds. Sweetness. Down to 228.5
On to the next goal. Lose 2 pounds. Be at 226.5 by Friday January 18.
New goal…Lose 2 pounds
Anything more than that and I feel overwhelmed and distraught. 2 pounds. I weigh myself tomorrow to start.
I made it to the gym! Yay!
Sometimes I just want to sleep forever
I hate who I’m turning into
I hate what I’m doing
I hate never letting it out
I hate I have no one to talk to
So this girl tells me yesterday
You look amazing!
Seriously I didn’t think she even liked me at all enough to know I existed. Turns out she’s super nice and was excited to hear about my exercise and get fit journey. She’s in great shape but told me I was an inspiration to get to get rid if some of her bad habits
Now I feel awesome and have a new friend at work.
Really did not want to go to the gym today
But I went anyway. I feel like crap. Because I didn’t want to go, I made myself push a little bit harder as a reward for going. Wow I’m tired
Yoga is so much easier after losing 40 lbs.
I totally have a whole new wardrobe
It’s not exactly “new” it’s just pants I bought a few years ago in a size I was expecting to be and never made it. But I tried them on today and I totally fit into them!!
So Exciting. I am officially calling myself the new size….I’m down 4 sizes then.
2 more pounds to get rid of until my next treat
I’m getting a facial. Sweetness!
I will continue to fight until my last breath.
Another reason why I hate the media.