BUT, you know what? I don't feel bad. I am still focused on my goal, and I will lose those next 15-20 lbs. I am excited about losing them. I can't wait to see myself at that weight! I don't find the last few days discouraging in the least because I know that today is back to normal, it is back to exercise and eating properly. Tomorrow will be the same, and so on. On this journey, I can't expect I will always eat the perfect foods in the perfect proportions. I am NOT PERFECT! Not even a little bit. So why kill myself over a couple bad days? I don't have to be perfect, I just have to continue doing the good things I've been doing that have rid me of 30 unwanted pounds, and not make a habit out of these days! No problem! This makes me feel so good because I know that later on, if I slip, if I fall, I can just get back up again and keep going. There is no quitting.
Oh, and I am changing my header because I didn't lose 40 lbs in 4 months. Boo freakin' hoo. That number was so arbitrary. Honestly I just thought it sounded good, and seemed like a lot, so I figured it would be motivating. Having not made that goal, I don't feel like a failure at all! How could I? Am I not 30 lbs lighter than I was those many months ago? Am I not wearing smaller clothes (and looking damn good in them, I might add)? Am I not more physically fit with some kick-ass muscles? Where's the bad here? I certainly don't see it!
So here I am. Lighter. Healthier. Happier. I have a few more pounds to go, but I know I will get there. Today I ate my cereal, some soup for lunch and a nice steak dinner with a small baked potato, salad, corn and sliced cucumber. I indulged in a 120 calorie yogurt pop for dessert. See? So much better than yesterday! And I walked with hubby for nearly an hour this evening.
I am doing this thing, people. Watch me.
Stats for the day:
Exercise: 55 min.