Motivation

Christmas was rough. I ate sugar. I drank. I had more carbs than ham, and my mom bought 2 hams! I didn't make a new year's resolution and definitely NOT one to lose weight, but I am trying to make changes. I am giving up sugar... again. I am cutting back- carbs, pop, candy, you name it. I am pushing myself. I don't have specific goals, such as losing 10 pounds, but I still have goals. I want to be more dedicated to exercising. I want to eat better- all the time. I want to be challenged.

This is something I have been thinking about- NOT acting on-oops! What got me motivated was Christmas- not the ham or the carbs- but my family. It was great, and self-centered and rude, but I enjoyed hearing my family tell me how good I looked and how they can tell I have lost weight. I have heard this from my mom, the boy and more derby girls than I can count, but it finally clicked. Maybe it was the combination of the sugar high and the compliments, but I no longer felt like I was in a slump.

I thought I had plateaued. And I had in the sense of slipping into eating sugar and skipping morning walks, but it hadn't changed the fact that I had already accomplished something. I had lost a good bit of weight. I went from a size 18 jeans to 12- that is a size I hadn't seen since before high school! It felt good to clean out my closet and get rid of things that didn't fit. It felt awesome to zip up a pair of pants that have always been too tight. That is motivation. It makes me want to go to the gym, go for a walk, do a few sit ups. The new shoes also motivated me, but that is another day.

Christmas 2009

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This week- January 2012