Oh brother… it’s that time again.
I woke up this morning feeling like I was made of lead. I felt like there was no way I was going to channel “light thoughts” as I stood on the scale today. Brent’s workouts this week have definitely taken a toll on me. I’m pretty sure that every muscle on my body is sore.
I woke up this morning, peed, stripped down and stood on the scale… it read 201.6.
Can I be honest with you?
This number really pisses me off! Do you have any idea how many cupcakes, french fries and adult beverages I have skipped out on this week in the name of weight loss?
Do you have any idea how many vegetables I have ingested even though vegetables aren’t my favorite thing in the world and how many ounces of water I have guzzled down?
I’ve literally busted my butt working out almost every day this week and I somehow manage to lose less than a pound.
What the hell?!
It’s one thing to lose this much weight when you kind of half-assed it throughout the week. It’s another when you really did give it your all.
I literally want to slap all of the fat off of my body because it is making me so mad. It’s making me crazy!
I have goals damn it! Why won’t my body cooperate? I have finished my third month and I’m nowhere near where I thought I would be at this point.
I wrapped the measuring tape around my body in desperation looking for some other form of vindication. Guess what? I’ve lost one inch the entire month… ONE INCH!
I was so bummed about my outcomes that I took the pictures right after. I hadn’t brushed my hair or even wiped the smudged mascara out from under my eyes. I didn’t care.
Here they are for your viewing pleasure…
See the smile plastered on my face? It’s hiding a bunch of cuss words that want to explode out of my mouth.
I really am mad… but I’m also more determined than ever.
I feel like some unknown force has just issued me a challenge and I am determined to kick its butt.
I love this saying but I have chosen this picture because it pisses me off too. This is my pretend foe because anyone who sports a wedgie on purpose and pretends to workout that way deserves to be kicked in the ass. So this my friends is my imaginary bullseye.
P.S. My friend told me I was being ridiculous and put my pictures together so that I could see the real progress. After getting a glimpse I felt so much better. Thank you Cathmac!