Well hello again!
I'm back!! I have two stone to lose once more after spending the last ten months or so struggling, hanging in there and going to the weight watcher's meetings.
Romance hasn't blossomed for me yet and my career is on a go slow too. I have ideas and I am putting plans together to change career so that is half the battle.
I lost a stone in 2014 and gained half it back again but at least I'm feeling motivated now. Before Easter I built up my fitness gradually and now I hope to see big changes after starting gym classes last week :)
The struggle continues...
Its hard to spend all winter hauling yourself into the swimming pool, not buying that bar of chocolate when you visit the petrol station and making a dozen efforts every single week to lose weight. We all know where it goes wrong from week to week but it makes us question why we even bother trying.
Tonight I was looking for an outfit to wear to the gym tomorrow. I can't say I was overjoyed by the experience.
While gazing into the mirror at Agnes' belly when I was trying on tops to wear to the gym, I caught a glimpse of my own pretty eyes twinkling back at me. They were twinkling beautifully but they looked sad. I'm sad too. I'm sad that they don't get shown off more. I'm sad that what I think I will look like in that outfit isn't what I actually look like. I'm sad that the mirror in the gym last week put me in a bad mood when I had been so proud that I had returned to the gym.
So pee off Agnes!! I've had enough of you!
Romance hasn't blossomed for me yet and my career is on a go slow too. I have ideas and I am putting plans together to change career so that is half the battle.
I lost a stone in 2014 and gained half it back again but at least I'm feeling motivated now. Before Easter I built up my fitness gradually and now I hope to see big changes after starting gym classes last week :)
The struggle continues...
Its hard to spend all winter hauling yourself into the swimming pool, not buying that bar of chocolate when you visit the petrol station and making a dozen efforts every single week to lose weight. We all know where it goes wrong from week to week but it makes us question why we even bother trying.
Tonight I was looking for an outfit to wear to the gym tomorrow. I can't say I was overjoyed by the experience.
I call my overweight problem Agnes simply because I don't like the name and I don't want Agnes to be seen out and about with me anymore.
While gazing into the mirror at Agnes' belly when I was trying on tops to wear to the gym, I caught a glimpse of my own pretty eyes twinkling back at me. They were twinkling beautifully but they looked sad. I'm sad too. I'm sad that they don't get shown off more. I'm sad that what I think I will look like in that outfit isn't what I actually look like. I'm sad that the mirror in the gym last week put me in a bad mood when I had been so proud that I had returned to the gym.
So I promise to show off me and my eyes in a happy, confident and secure manner; even if I have to pretend to be that way in the beginning. Eventually I'll take complete pride in my appearance. Those pretty eyes will not be overshadowed by sadness any more. My real figure will match the healthy curvy figure I have in my mind. For the sake of having a healthy body to put with those pretty eyes in the mirror I will keep trying.
So pee off Agnes!! I've had enough of you!
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