As i awake this morning to a new high, I'm finally making the committment to get back on program. I've now gained back over half of what I had lost. I feel like crap...both physically and mentally. I can't believe I've done this to myself.....again. This feels so much worse than the original weight gain. I was feeling so good and enjoying all my new clothes and compliments. Now only some of those clothes still fit (barely) and I feel like I don't want to leave my house because I'm so embarrassed that I've gained so much back.
Now that I've gotten that off my chest......
Its time to leave the dark place. Time to pick myself up and dust myself off. Obviously, I know that this program works and that I can do it. I just have to keep focused and exercise. I'm going to do it day by day....hour by hour. Its too overwhelming to me to think beyond today.
I'm always setting dates....HAVE to lose XX lbs by XX date....never happens and makes me feel that much worse. Not going to do it this time. I realize that getting healthy is a journey and not a destination....I'll always have to keep working on my lifestyle. The moment I forget that, I slip right back into my old, 'Fat Boy' destructive ways.
So....done feeling sorry for myself. Done pigging out. Done sitting on my arse when I should be on the elliptcal machine.
Today is a new day...new start...the beginning of the return to my happier, healthier self.
I'm off to the gym.......
Now that I've gotten that off my chest......
Its time to leave the dark place. Time to pick myself up and dust myself off. Obviously, I know that this program works and that I can do it. I just have to keep focused and exercise. I'm going to do it day by day....hour by hour. Its too overwhelming to me to think beyond today.
I'm always setting dates....HAVE to lose XX lbs by XX date....never happens and makes me feel that much worse. Not going to do it this time. I realize that getting healthy is a journey and not a destination....I'll always have to keep working on my lifestyle. The moment I forget that, I slip right back into my old, 'Fat Boy' destructive ways.
So....done feeling sorry for myself. Done pigging out. Done sitting on my arse when I should be on the elliptcal machine.
Today is a new day...new start...the beginning of the return to my happier, healthier self.
I'm off to the gym.......






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