It’s been a hectic week- I’m not trying to make excuses, it just has. I’ve caved on a couple cookies, had a frappuccino-like coffee drink yesterday, skipped yoga Tuesday, didn’t work out at ALL yesterday…
But when I stepped on the scale this am and it said 161.7, I about died. I’ve lost even though it’s not an ideal week for me. And I realized, I LOVE MY BODY.
I love this body! I don’t think I’ve said that once that I can remember… But I love this body. If not 100% because of the way it looks, then because of the fact that it is one hell of a machine. I’ve worked so hard and dedicated so much time and effort to molding my body- I’ve trained it to do what it has to do even when I’m slacking in the slightest.
I’ve managed to have a fantastic weigh in after not giving this past week 100%, and it’s giving me just the boost I needed to get right back on track. I don’t have abs, I still have pudge and fat and I’m still soft around the middle, but hot damn. 161.7. I’m GOING to be in the 150s to bring in the new year, and I couldn’t be more proud or excited.
I couldn’t do it without the support of everyone, seriously. Every comment, like, follow, reply, favorite, tweet, retweet, hug, high five, ‘Congratulations,’ ‘You look great,’ ‘You’re an inspiration,’ – every single way you all support me is incredible. Mom and Dad, Amanda and Ron, Callah, James, Laura, Sara Jane, Delaney, Jaslyne, Diane, Taylor… And SO MANY MORE! I just simply couldn’t do it without you all. You’re my strength!!
I was literally so excited by the scale that I typed this on my iPhone sitting Indian style on the edge of my bed in pajamas. I have a hair appointment in 45 minutes so I have to go get ready…. I’ll write again before Christmas!