So week 3 of my healthy living is officially over. And I'm feeling pretty good you guys. I'm down almost 16 pounds and I kind of can't believe it.
I'm really starting to feel it. Mostly in my clothes. Things are starting to feel really baggy and things that didn't fit before now fit. I'm super excited because I have two pretty new dresses that I bought a month or so ago and I have a feeling I'm going to look pretty awesome in them.
I realized a lot about myself last week.
If you follow me over on the socials, you know that Wednesday didn't start out that great. I freaked out. Mr. T and I fought. We didn't have time for a workout and I spent the greater portion of that morning feeling like a big lump of crap.
It made me realize that I'm way too hard on myself. I'm pretty hard on myself with everything, but especially when it comes to this healthy living stuff. I want so badly to make all of these changes. I want so badly to lose weight. I want so badly to see a change in myself. For others to see a change in myself. I want so many things so badly that I'm putting so much pressure on myself.
I find myself stressing out about so many things. And afraid I'm not doing enough. I'm afraid I'm not working hard enough. And sometimes it gets to me. Like, really gets to me.
But I need to chill out a little. This is a marathon not a sprint and I need to take it one day at a time. Skipping a work out one day isn't going to kill me or Mr. T or anyone. Eating 1.5 ounces of cheese instead of 1 once isn't going to kill me either.
And speaking of being too hard on myself, I'm kind of doing the same thing with food. Before I was obsessed with crappy food. Now I'm obsessed with healthy food. And while that sounds like a great thing, it's really not. Because I don't want to obsess about food anymore. Ever. I just want to live my life, be healthy, and make good choices. I want to be happy. So much of what I'm doing is part of a bigger quest to love myself.
I also find that I feel really guilty when I eat a lot of something. Even if it's carrots or fruit or something. I feel like I'm cheating or being bad and my inner conscious (that's a thing, right) kind of scolds me a little. And, well, that's pretty ridiculous.
So I'm working on learning more about food so I can be prepared in situations. I'm also going to try to work on tracking my food better so I can actually see what I'm eating and know that I'm not doing bad. It sounds weird, but I just need to see it.
I think these things will help me to relax a little. And, also, you know, realizing that I'm human and not some sort of super hero will probably help too.
One day at a time. This is a marathon not a sprint.
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