You know the saying, “If you don’t have anything nice to say…”
Well, that’s kind of how I’m feeling.
I’m frustrated beyond belief about this weight-loss plateau.
That’s all I got. Frustration. I’m at a loss for words. I don’t understand what’s happening in my body that making it seemingly impossible for me to have sustainable, steady weight loss.
For now, I’m going to abide by the wise proverb, and keep my trap shut.
Except for some gratitude, there’s never too much of that, so here it goes:
When I really think about my life right now, how my body looks, feels, moves, I’m overcome with emotion. I was, in my own mind, always going to be obese. I know it’s no small feat to change a lifetime of unhealthy habits, and I’m eternally grateful to the Universe for helping me do so – for bringing in my life the right people at the time, for placing me in situations where my declining health was impossible to ignore, and for providing an infinite amount of support every single day while I learned how to become a vibrant, healthy person.
That’s it. That’s the message I want in my head today. Not frustration. Not anger. Love, gratitude, and knowing that I’ve already created for myself a healthy future that was unimaginable a few years ago.
Starting weight: 243
This week: 160.5
Total lost: 82.5