Good News & Bad News

I'll start with the good news...

All this crappy eating has finally come to an end and it seems I am back on track with being more conscious of how I eat and what I am eating. It's been a few days, and I've been making pretty good choices. Bringing lunch to work, eating smaller meals, trying not to overdo it on anything and staying away from excess sugar and fried stuff.

I cleaned out my parents' basement yesterday and found that I can fit back into an outfit I haven't been able to wear for about 4 years. It says size 14... I'm not sure I believe that. lol. Really I think it's more like a 16, but hey, that's a lot better than 20. Glad I kept it!

And now for the bad...

The last time I weighed myself I was at about 217. Ugh. It's discouraging, but that's why I am giving myself a year to get to my goal. Instead of just saying "Lose 50 Pounds" I am setting it at 165. 


This journey is such a struggle to stay focused and not become complacent. I've never been thin and this 200-218 range is where I've been at since I was a teen... so in a way, it's my comfort zone. I don't really know any different. I know what it felt like to be much larger than this, and I won't let THAT happen again, but under 200... I don't know what that feels like... not as an adult anyway. That's where it gets hard. I need to push through this 15 lb range where I'm "comfy". I feel like once I do that my motivation is going to get a serious bump because I'll start to see a "me" I've never seen before.

Onward...