Scary stuff. I just weighed in at 231 lbs. Holy crapola, OMG, WTF, how did this happen, that's insane, what did I do? I'm not going to think about far I have to go on this journey. It's going to happen one step at a time. If I think about the fact that I need to lose 55lbs all at once, I will give up.
Deep breaths. Okay, freakout session is over. I can't do anything about the number, except work hard to bring it down. Lamenting is not going to do me any good now, is it?
So, 27lbs in 27 weeks. This is week one, day one. My goal is to lose 1lb at my weigh-in next Monday morning.
And here's the even bigger deal. Hubby and I are planning a weekend away in New York this September. If I'm able to lose 35 - 40lbs before then, he's going to gift me $1000 for the start of a new wardrobe. Yipee! That's a lot of motivation for sure.
I also have visions of wearing tank tops this summer without my bat-like arms flailing about. I'd also like to go back to work at the end of this year, without looking like I just gave birth to a baby. But mostly, I'd like to feel amazing about myself. Energetic, pretty, confident - and just amazing.
I'm going to come up with an exercise plan, so that I meet my goals. I'll be running my first 10K by the end of this summer, so I'll need to start training for that. I started running last year, and loved it! After I became pregnant, I had to stop (of course), and it would be awesome to resume again.
So, even though I've said it a million times - I'm really determined to do it this time. 1lb a week is reasonable, and there shouldn't be any excuses. With gusto, I'm off to make my meal plan for the day.:-)