I sometimes get discouraged.
I sometimes lose sight of har far I have come, and only see the long road stretching ahead. It is usually a thing that sets me off on this shortsightedness.
This time it was because when I saw 179 on the scale on a day last week, I hurried up and put it onto my little tracker, because it felt so good.
But I know from times past that seeing it one day doesnt mean it will be there the next. And it isnt supposed to be all about the number on the scale, I know, I know. But.
It still has power over me.
Heres looking at the road behind.
This year, which is only half way over, I have gone from size 20 to size twelves.
I have lost 34 lbs. Thats 15 percent off of me.
Thats quite alot of bags of sugar.
I have lost lots and lots of inches.
I have made exercise into something of a habit.
I dont plod up the stairs anymore,I lightly go up them, effortlessly.
I enjoy clothes shopping again. A Lot.
It is half a year and I am still here, I havent said oh the heck with it, its summer, like I have in the past.
I admit, summer is harder for me, I would rather sit outside and read a book than anything else, But I am aware of that and I will not allow myself to be lazy all the time.
So yeah, there is a road ahead of me, but it will always be ahead of me no matter what and as I walk it I want to be headed to a place thats better for me, where shopping is fun and stairs are not for plodding and I feel healthier.
I know we all get this way, I just need to reaffirm sometimes that I have already figured this thing out and its working.