Gotta love scrolling through this mess.
I'm going to be that person and go back on "the diet" after my daughter's birthday. She'll be 10 on the 23rd. That means 10 years since I was at 225lbs which is my first goal. Might buy something to represent the lbs like glass beads in a jar. Or do like @_finallylosingweight on tiktok and do a jeans day. Wearing a 22 in cheap Walmart jeans right now but I don't have any big mirrors to try and track any changes through photos. So I might stick with the scale until I can make that happen.
I have to do something though, I feel like crap and I look like crap. I've given up on the unrealistic dream of being "thin." That is not for me. There will always be jiggle, my thighs are b.f.f.s and forever means forever, but I want to be able to shop for clothes without having an anxiety attack, or wear shorts instead of jeans and risking heat stroke because I'm afraid people will judge my chub.
No, I don't want to be thin anymore. I want to look like @gymselle_ and @buffbarbarianbabe. I want to be proud of my muscular thighs and know how amazing I am like @maribelspiritualjourney.
I always say just keep going and I feel like I failed over and over, but I guess haven't actually quit. As long as I start again then I just stalled, took a break, temporarily disengaged, but did not quit.
Time to read 4hb again and start planning.