Good morning loveliessss!
As I sit here finishing up the last of my green tea, I keep thinking of the horrid number that popped up on the scale this morning...203 lbs. What the heck have I been doing all this time?! OH! That's right! NOTHING!
Even if I try to blame the holidays, or the scale for being wrong, my inner Jessika starts to scold me telling me I did this to myself. She is right...hitting 200 is my fault. It's like I've been waiting for this moment; like I tested myself to see if I could reach 200 or something. I know I shouldn't be dwelling on the number on the scale and I should focus more on how I feel at the end of the day and how my clothes fit (trust me, your old clothes fitting is the most amazinggg feeling in the world!) but that number is forever burned into my brain. *cries*
Now that the hard part is over (I promise I won't go into denial), I've started doing my research and I've set my goal...
Healthy lifestyle goal: lose my muffin top by graduation (May).
I figured putting a number there will only stress me out more. Over the summer, My sister and I tried to do the Beachbody Insanity 60-day program. Two weeks into the program I noticed that my love handles were starting to get smaller, along with my double chin and my chest *cries*, but the satisfaction of being able to wear my high-waisted shorts and pencil skirt with no tummy bulge was the best feeling in the world! Seeing my calves slim down was amazing to me! I was doing so good! I finished up until the last 2 weeks...and all hell broke loose from there. Everything that I had sweat so hard for, had gotten twice as big.
But, because my goal was to get down to 136 lbs in 60 days (mind you, I was 198 lbs when I started) I started to get frustrated when I would plateau. When I first started, I lost weight, but then I started to gain muscle, so it was pretty hard to keep track of my weight loss. I was trying to do so many things at one time and my expectations were way too high. This time, I hope I got my goal right. *fingers crossed*
My body is so ready for this change, it needs it. I've been treating it so bad. I know what clean eating feels like and I sort of miss it. The satisfaction of feeling full after eating a piece of fruit or steamed vegetables is fulfilling and not that bad once you get used to it. I've learned that a person needs to do some thing repetitively 21 times before it becomes a habit. I'm sure you can guess what kind of habit I'm working for. *wink, wink*
What are some weightloss goals that you've made that worked or didn't work for you?
Happy Saturday + xo,
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