So this is fay teo of my weight loss journey. Im dtarting yo get thr hang of this meal ptepping thing although font get me wrong, theres definitely some yime involved. One of the things that i am noticing already is that i think of food much less now that i know exactly what im eating. It kind of takes the fun out of it...im guessing thats the point.
Topaz told me.she almost stopped for a burger today. As much as i love that she is taking this plunge with me, i think i would be okay if i had to do it on my own. This time i really want to prove to myself that i can be more disciplined when it comes to what i am putting in my body. Although my food doesnt look or taste like im used to it tasting, probably because of all the fat shit i was eating, i dont feel guilty when i stuff my face with salad. Im actually kind of proud of myself. My lowest moment though was when i almost crapped my pants this morning. A combination of my metformin, all this water, and all.this roughage has my colon in an uproar. Im sooo glad i was still home when that happened. That would have been insanely tragic. I think im ready to start working out. Ive set a goal to start next week but i want to choose my gym by Friday. Part of me wants to start the $10 gym and when i meet my goal to go at least 4 times a week, i will reward myself with a Y or Amfam membership. I dont know. Still working that out in my mind.
I wish i would have stuck to this before. But i need to forgive myself and try better this time. Self...i forgive you for giving up and going back to ways of eating and living that had not suited me well. I forgive myself for not loving my body enough to take care of it. But im going to change. Im already changing...internally. please God help me.discipline myself in all areas of my life. I must commit and stick with it starting with myself. No compromises or rationalization...even now, i owe myself another glass of watet and im going to meet my.goal for.day 2.
Day 2 down....met my food and water goal. Yeah Me!!!