And then I weighed myself. I gained 2 pounds. I haven't worked out since. It's so easy for me to get discouraged and I think that frustrates me more than anything. I've been trying to lose 10 pounds since August and I've accomplished nothing. Nothing.
Maybe I need to stop obsessing about the numbers. I don't really know what else to do. I hate my body. I can't look in a mirror without criticizing what I see. Even with all my unhappiness with my weight...I still walk to the pantry and eat the junior mints that were meant for Hadley's teachers at school. It's frustrating.
So...once again I've got a new plan. I am tired of running. It takes a whole hour and half to get ready, get Teagan ready, drive there, run for 30 minutes, and come home. In all honesty, that's a crappy excuse because it's not as if my life is soooo busy that I can't spare the free time, but in my head it just seems to be an annoyance. So for the next 10 days I will work out to Jillian Michael's 30 day shred. It's 20 minutes a day. How can I honestly tell myself that I don't have time for that?
I don't want to gain weight while in England so this 10 day plan will hopefully give me the jump start I need to get back into my healthy mindset. I'm going to do it. I'm going to do it. I'm going to do it.