I feel like I could run forever. But then I don’t because I’m afraid of failing. I want a different life.
I’m actually losing weight. It’s steady progress and it’s continuing to happen. It doesn’t feel like a fluke and it feels like I can actually keep it up. I think it’s because hardcore exercise isn’t something I’ve managed to fit into my life schedule yet. There’s just so much on my plate. I get it but some days I don’t. This is where healthy eating would fit in. I thought I was doing that but after doing Weight Watchers for about a month I’m thinking I didn’t quite have a handle on it at all. I know what healthy food is and I know that smaller portions are better but I never had a really good grasp on how many calories was the right amount. I’d either be hungry or not see the progress I was looking for. I’m seeing patterns with my eating now that I didn’t see before and even though I’ve been busy I’m still losing weight.
I’m happy about it. I feel confident for the first time about my ability to lose this weight.
Ok so there’s 50-11 things that I want to write about and share with you (whoever you might be). Health stuff, marriage stuff, military moving stuff….but today (and for the past few days) I’ve been cranky. And that is incredibly distracting. There aren’t enough hours in the day, I’m exhausted and I’m struggling to communicate effectively. So yeah. I’m cranky and anti-people right now. I’ve got a couple of posts brewing though and I’ll edit and post as soon as I get these monkeys off my back.