But I did.
Exercise that is.
I really wasn't feeling it last night. I wasn't feeling great yesterday, and last night the idea of staying on the couch was very attractive. But I convinced myself to do an easy walk on the treadmill (45 mins), then 10 minutes with weights. Maybe not much of a workout but better than no exercise, right?
I am struggling with this whole process of losing weight and it just seems to be getting harder. I'm trying to get some perspective, to be realistic in my expectations. I sat down with my day planner today and looked at my weigh-ins for the month of January. Starting from Jan 4, and going to Jan 25 (Fridays being my official weigh-in day), I lost 1.6 lbs. Not a whole lot for all of this whining and complaining...uh, I mean hard work...is it? It's still a loss, so I'm telling myself that is good.
If I could lose a pound a month for the rest of the year, that would be a little more that 12 pounds gone. I won't pretend that rate of loss thrills me, it seems painfully slow. On top of that, it still doesn't put me inside the ideal weight range for my height. But I would be moving in the right direction.
What scares me is knowing from past experience that losses seem to slow down even more over time. So if I only managed 1.6 pounds in January, where am I going to be a couple of months from now?
I feel like this is a bit of a downer post today. That wasn't my intention. Believe it or not, I am actually trying to convince myself this is not a lost cause; that I can do it, it will just take time. Better to accept right off the bat that it is going to take a while to get to my goal than to expect to be all trim and svelte by the time summer rolls around.
I am trying to believe. I really am. But it's nowhere near easy.
BF: 1/2 grapefruit, 1/2 cup yogurt, coffee w/cream
Lunch: WW Pita Pizza