Howdy everyone!
I started my weight loss journey in November of last year (SW: 196 lbs) and really got into a nice routine of watching my portions, cooking more and eating out less, drinking more water, and even finding time to go to the gym a couple times a week. I was really proud of myself! I lost 20 lbs and was feeling really good about my body and the choices that were slowly starting to become my “new normal” so to speak.
And then, January came around. I know the new year is a motivational time for a lot of people, but it was the opposite for me. A lot of unforeseen frustrations came up in my life, and my mental health took a hardcore dive. The icing on the cake was a pregnancy scare about two weeks ago. I started feeling powerless, I could feel my newfound confidence slowly draining away, and I turned to old unhealthy habits for cheap comfort. I stopped going to the gym, stopped logging food and tracking calories, stopped weighing myself, just stopped doing anything I had been to lose weight.
But I’m sick of it!!! Last year gave me a taste of what it feels like to be confident, what it feels like to take charge of my life and start becoming the person I want to be physically and mentally. And you know what, it taught me that I am so much fucking stronger than what my negative, depression-fueled inner demons would like me to believe.
I am not powerless to food, I am not powerless to a twang of hunger, I am not powerless in my life and I am not going to let a bad month convince me otherwise.
Weight loss and improving my health is a lifestyle change - there will always be roadbumps and stress and unexpected bullshit, and I need to learn how to get up, brush myself off, and keep going. So fuck you, January!
I cooked a healthy dinner tonight, logged it in My Fitness Pal, and I’m ready to keep it going tomorrow. I’m sending positivity and encouragement to anyone else who’s stuck in a funk right now - we got this!
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