When I started this journey on January 20th, I decided that my first real goal would be to lose 36 pounds by my birthday (which is this Friday!) and it’s something I have kept in the forefront of my mind.
Last week, I weighed myself and I was 5.1 pounds away. Losing 5 pounds in a week and a half is a little more than I usually lose. I stick to aiming for 1-2 pounds a week and I usually average that, luckily. For me, it works. It’s not too much too fast, it’s not too hefty of a goal. So, I knew 5 pounds in a week and half is more than I usually do.
I put everything and every trick I know to the test and last Sunday, I weighed myself. I had accepted that I may not meet my goal, I didn’t give up, but I also didn’t want to beat myself up. I didn’t want to feel like a factor because even if I didn’t make to 36, over 30 is still close and really good! So, I weighed myself Sunday and y’all. I HAD LOST 4.8 POUNDS. This was my face the exact moment I realized: it was now incredibly likely that I was going to meet my birthday goal! Also, I hadn’t had a big loss in over a month so both things together sent me over the moon.
Now I tell you this story because I like to keep it real. Sometimes we don’t meet goals. Sometimes we gain instead of lose. Sometimes we plateau. Sometimes we crush our goals and then some. It’s all balance. This journey isn’t given, it’s earned and moments like these are ones that fuel me in weak moments of low will power and cravings and laziness.
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