So last night, Andrew and I took our "before" pictures. He wants to lose 20 pounds. I want to lose a few more. Like 40 more. My goal seems so far away, so right now, I'm taking it 10 pounds at a time. When that ten pounds is gone, I'll go for the next, until I can finally feel comfortable and confident again!
Now that my mind is made up, I'm so pumped and excited to see results! Every time I think about eating more than I should or eating something that isn't worth the calories, I think about how badly I want this. I think about how confident and happy I was when I was thinner!
I've also been thinking about what I'm in control of and what I can't control. I decided that there is so much in my life that I'm not in control of right now- my job, my fertility, etc, and if there is ONE thing I CAN control, it's my weight.
After dinner tonight, I went for a jog. I warmed up and then started. The first 15 seconds or so were great! I thought, "This isn't as bad as I thought it would be..." and then my heart rate started pounding and I was gasping for air. I told myself I had to keep going, and I did. I ran the whole length of the street I was jogging on (probably only 1/8 of a mile, but still) and walked fast when I got to the corner and for the rest of the way. It's a small accomplishment, but I made myself do it. It was hard, but I ran it! Woo hoo!I can't wait until I can run the WHOLE time like I used to years ago- 3 miles of running without stopping! I'll get there!
What are your goals? What motivates you?