With me being sick for the last 2 weeks I haven't been able to do much in the way of exercise. However today I felt like it was a good time (emotionally and physically wise) so I did 15 minutes on the treadmill.
After I got Isaiah on the bus I ate some spaghetti (some because I had a big portion and only ate half) Yay me. No longer a member of the clean plate club? :)
Then I decided to weigh myself and I did it. I LOST 3 pounds.
I started out at 188 and am now at 185.
Maybe it's not much to anyone else but it's everything to me. By seeing that number on the scale I know anything is possible.
I have to admit I am so stinking proud of myself. Not only for working out and losing some weight but for having the guts to post about it publically. Is that even spelled right?
Anyway I am well on my way. I am learning to eat better and I am drinking more water and I am going to do this no matter how long it may take me.
The difference is this time instead of setting a specific weight goal or a specific time frame I'm going to take it one day at a time and just do it and not feel angry at myself if I have a little setback.