June 1 - starting over on the whole weight loss experience. I had done so well - I was up to 40 pounds lost. But then I reached a plateau and we moved so we ate out a lot while that happened and I’ve been slowly going back up again. I haven’t weighed myself in awhile because I don’t want to get depressed. But I know how my clothes are fitting me and it’s discouraging all the same. John and I have discovered a cool 5 mile walk that we’ve been taking on Sunday mornings before it gets too hot. So, that was done yesterday. Felt good although I was dripping by the end of it. I don’t believe I’ve been that drippy. Ever. So I’m telling myself that it’s a good thing. Sweat = fat melt? Perhaps. It’s my lie, I’ll tell it anyway I want.
Tonight - we hit the gym. Abs, arms and lats. Let’s do this.
And I don’t care if I don’t have very many followers. I just need some place to air my grievances and record my progress.
