Honestly, my eating has been just horrible lately – plus being out of town traveling last week – and next to zero exercise.
I took a look at myself in the mirror and was disgusted though. Something has to change – and fast!
I’ve been afraid to get on the scale – you know, what you don’t know means it doesn’t exist! But I bit the bullet this morning and got on the scale. I held my breath and kept my eyes closed because I just couldn’t bear to know.
Slowly, one eye and then the other and I looked down. And the scale was no higher than it was two weeks ago! I think that is a huge victory. Obviously, it isn’t going down like I would like, but I haven’t done anything to make it go down either.
I’m pleased. Now, I just need to get my butt in gear and move downward – and get some exercise – too much sitting around. I feel like a slug.