Week 7 down. I'm down 5 more pounds, which puts me at 25 lbs lost. I'm 5 lbs away from a really big goal, so I'm hoping to hit that number in the next 2 weeks.
This week was another really hard week. I'm fighting off sickness, and I missed my team workout this week. That bums me out to no end. We all need to be there for each other, as a team, and work hard together. I saw Greg and Solange at the gym this morning, and I felt so proud of them for being there!
I had a really rough workout this morning. I went from seeing the changes, and feeling the changes...to feeling like I haven't changed at all. The gym was busy, which is always a huge mental battle for me. I see myself there, working out, as a really overweight person. I see all of the fit people around me and I feel like a big Fatty McFatterson. It's all I can do to not run out crying.
I've done this to myself. I can only work hard to fix it.
Sometimes the mantra doesn't work. Sometimes that's not enough. Some mornings, I can't get out of my own head. I defeat myself before I've even started...standing there looking around in a panic at all of the people in the gym.
This morning was that kind of morning.
Thank you, Mcyveton, for sticking by me and making me do the workout. Thank you for talking to me about reality when my brain was talking nonsense.
This is a fantastical, amazing journey. Painful? Yes. Eye-opening? Yes. Seemingly impossible sometimes? Yes. But I will continue to work hard. I will continue to reach each goal and fight through each day.