OKAY I'm back. I said I would be and I KNEW I'd hold myself to it since I promised the World Wide Web I'd freeze their foreheads if I didn't blog again. Here's the evidence that I worked out today, too. The neck picture is showing you that I was SWEATY. See, that's the benefit of gaining weight and getting out of shape- you get so much more "umph" out of your workout 'cause you're fat and it's harder to move. You've got to see the silver lining, right?
I weighed in today and I'm happy to say it isn't GOOD but it's not BAD, either. The last time I reported my weight on my blog I was in the 180's again~ I believe around 189. 'Cause I usually start freaking out when I hit the 180's and start sabotaging myself. So today I weigh 195.2. For falling off of the wagon, it's not TOO bad. I had a pretty good day today~ I worked out for 45 minutes, had some eggs for breakfast, a grilled chicken salad for lunch... a few Gobstoppers... (is that really so bad?) I'm excited to be back in charge of this. Of course, I could beat myself up and think of how good I would look if I hadn't eaten all of that candy and those chocolaty cakes. But when your hand hurts and your kitchen is trashed, I can't tell you how tasty a snake cake is. I digress.
I'm thankful for the fact that now, when I gain 6 pounds, I can feel it. And I don't like the feeling. It's like I'm wearing an extra layer (or five) around my torso. I'm very aware of what's going on. When I weighed 244 pounds, I had a constant dialogue going on in my head about how bad I looked, how uncomfortable I was, that I was the biggest woman in the room... losing weight allowed me to quiet the internal noise. Being a smaller size is nice but feeling good about myself is the best. I'm getting there.