…and do the things I want.”
Five days into this challenge and I am starting to realize how good it feels to live a healthier lifestyle. I did not go to the gym this morning. The muscles and joints in my legs have been screaming for a rest. Instead, I hit the snooze button twice and slept in. I am not really sure if getting out of bed at 6:30am is considered “sleeping in” by anyone’s standard (unless you are morning anchor or radio personality). A balance between the body, mind, and sleep had to be struck. The scale tipped in favor of sleep, and my body and mind have thanked me.
My weight is starting to stabilize, which means the amount of loss is slowly decreasing. This morning, I weighed in at 201.8 lbs. – a decrease 0.2 lbs. A loss is a loss, I suppose. And if I examine my week up to this point, I should be proud of the 4.4 lbs. I have lost so far. I should celebrate this victory, realizing that I have not weighed 201.8 lbs. since October 7, 2019.
I have a goal for the end of the month to be under 200 lbs., which is manageable and attainable. I am curious to see what my reaction will be to a weight gain. Will I step on the scale and feel defeated like so many times in the past – or will I feel a sense of perseverance to rise above the gain? I know I am very hard on myself. And in this public arena I have created, I feel even more pressure to succeed. I would like to believe that Kelly is looking over my shoulder and whispering encouraging words in my ear. “What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger,” she says.
I’m not dead yet.