It's About Time

Well after tossing my thoughts around inside my head like a mixed salad for the last week, I have come to a few conclusions. as of April 27, I am one month away from the time goal set to lose 41 pounds. I have exercised at times more than I had to, I had several setbacks with my knees and back and had to stop and rest a few days afterward I came back stronger than before. Continued logging my intake every single day since starting and went over calorie limits very few times, so few I can even count them in one hand and have leftover fingers.

I have only lost 7 pounds and what a freaking downer that is. Of course I could take into account all the inches lost, how great and strong I feel, not to mention all the things I can do now that I would struggle with before. I can also take pride in the fact that I have more self control and am more calorie wise, that counting and logging food intake and reading labels are second nature to me now, that I ENJOY and look forward to exercise. and there is nothing wrong and everything right with that.

In conclusion yesterday I was going through my closet trying to choose something to wear and found that I can fit into a smaller size comfortably. I went from a 16 to a 12 wow, who knew? So overall I have made some progress, not the progress I wanted but I will take it and run with it. I will happily continue my plan, my challenge and my fight till 6/27 and see where it got me, so it may not be 41 pounds but I have come to realize that I need to revisit my goals, they may have been a bit lofty and I may not really want to be what the "charts" say I should be, but rather a better me, a happier me and a stronger ME.