Date: 09-14-09
Starting Weight: 219.6
Current Weight: 203.1Goal Weight: 175
Loss Since Last Weigh In: 1.8
Total Weight loss: 16.5
Pounds left to lose: 28.1
Biggest Loser weigh-in number 2. I can’t say I am not disappointed. Thinking about it you are supposed to average a loss 3-5 pounds a week. I only lost 1.8 pounds since last Tuesday. I guess if you want to get into technicalities it hasn’t been a whole week. I seriously doubt a 2 pound loss or more tonight. I guess this weekend added to the disappointment. On Friday I was the “sober driver” for my friends to a house party and outing in Long Beach. I didn’t have one sip of alcohol or any of the 4 cheese ziti and garlic bread everyone had for dinner. I just waited to drive up there until I ate my chicken cesar salad. Then, Saturday was the fireman’s ball. Again I was the good girl. Although the strict rule is: beer and blackjack, you can’t have one without the other.
I am trying to look at the big picture here. Three more days and I have been on my diet for a month. I can’t believe how fast it has gone by and hasn’t been that hard to stick to. 4 more pounds until my 20 pound a month goal. I don’t know if I will make it in the next three days. I feel so frustrated at times, although my main goal is 175. I can’t wait to get out of the two hundreds. I feel desperate for it. Lastly I feel like it’s this impossible hump to get over and it’s just dangling there.
It’s so hard to see the progress I have made. It’s right in front of me! I have clothes that are baggy on me. Co-workers that are daily complementing me on my dedication to this diet and how they can tell I am losing weight. I just can’t see it. I know this blog might seem like a constant complaint line. I am just trying to shed some light that although it isn’t easy, keep up the good work. If I can work on filling my glass to half full, anyone can.
I am making steady process. This past year (and three months) has been nothing but me learning to love myself, because someone showed me I wasn’t worth love. Man, that is a hard wall to put back up, after it’s been broken down. I think that’s why this journey has been even harder for me.
The new me. The new me. The new me. Here I come!
<3 Tiffany
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