Confession. I’m being lazy now. Three workouts all week. Not preparing my own meals. Wrong answer.
I should be totally motivated to get to 175 and hit the 50 pounds lost mark. I mean, I LOVE celebrating milestones. You remember my “They Fit!” excitement when I fit into those size 18 pants?
And I should be motivated to go into the holiday season with some momentum. You know, “objects in motion tend to stay in motion…” and whatnot. But instead I’m feeling pretty complacent. I’m getting lots of compliments and feeling good about what I’ve done so far. Fool’s gold. I’m not done. I’m still overweight. I need to SNAP OUT OF IT. Because a couple weeks of lazy can lead to a couple months. Then I’m putting weight back on. I don’t want that. I’ve already given away those old pants.