I am reaching the point in a diet & exercise change that I usually begin to fail. It's amazing how predictable I am with this all. At two months, I start to wear down. The two month point exactly? November 8th.
I do not know what puts me in this frame of mind. The journey so far has given me great results and many self discoveries. If I hadn't already gone down 17 pounds, maybe I would have fallen off sooner, but last night I tried to put on that ball dress again...still not there with 2 weeks still to go. I also just got rid of everything 14 & over in my closet. The women's sizing war has gotten me yet again.
My thoughts are that if I put this out there. I tell my husband. I tell all of you. I just tell anyone that I can better hold myself accountable through this wanting to give up. I can make it passed this hump. This is not a fight of will. It's a fight of emotions.
If I keep on this track, I can be below the "obese" category before Christmas.
I can start the New Year working on getting myself from "overweight" to "healthy".
Before summer, I can hit my weight goal.
It IS possible. I AM possible.