I went out with some friends to a crowded bar last night. They are both in perfect shape, and moved effortlessly through the crowd as I bumped and pushed my way in their wake. It's moments like this that remind me that I still have so far to go. See, when I look in the mirror or walk down the street I feel great about my size and the way my clothes fit. It's not until I see photos of myself later that I think, "Who invited the fatty---oh wait, that's me!" While it's wonderful that I feel confident, I'd like my body to keep up with my great self image.
Over the past six months I have lost about 15 pounds (from 185-170), and I blame this achievement for what happened to me the other day. With an inflated sense of thinness I went... bikini shopping! Of course at 170 I look better than I would've at 180, but I'm in no way ready for a bikini. The experience only reiterated the importance of having an honest self image, one that can love how great you look as you get smaller, but still know your limitations.
On a side note, I've been keeping a food journal for the past two days, and the first day I was well over my caloric allowance, due in part to a certain chocolate shake which will not be named. But, yesterday I was only a little bit over, which gives me hope that today I will stay within the boundaries.
Also, I only made it to the gym once so far this week, but I've been fitting in additional exercise by taking the stairs, parking farther away, etc. I'm hoping that by the next time I post I will have a routine and workout tips to share. Well time to get up and feed the kids, that's all for now!
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