I love my roommates, and this short story will explain why.
They got married this past weekend, and I think it's safe to say across the board it was an amazingly fun time for everyone. If it wasn't for you, shut it because it was most definitely your own fault. So we've been eating out a lot the last couple days in celebration, in a means of seeing family, and so we don't have to cook. Eating out as I've mentioned before, is not my best weight loss option but I wasn't completely gluttonous. Last night as we were getting some ice cream, Diz asks me how getting back on track has been going since she's been listening to me complain about NOT being on track. I quickly thought "I did not get fat by being honest, I will not lose by lying." and said "well... not quite there yet, but I will be." Which I believe to be the truth. She replies "Come on, Gidge! You can do it! I mean, you looked AMAZING in your dress this weekend, but seriously..." and what she wasn't saying, that I heard loud and clear, was "Don't stop now. You can get back on track. I know you can. And I don't want to listen to you complain about not losing for the next month." (I probably improvised the last bit, but there's truth to every joke!)
It was exactly the kind of thing I needed to hear. A little bit of encouragement, a little bit of a wake up call, and a little bit of a compliment. It all equals some determination to get back on the WW plan, and back to the gym. Think I'll make it every day this week? Definitely today, definitely Thursday, definitely Friday. Maybe tomorrow? I'm hopefully camping again this weekend, and I'm getting better at healthy camp food. So here I go, hopefully this is the last post about falling off the wagon and from here on out I continue to post success stories! Thanks to everyone who reads this, I couldn't do it without you!
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