Previously, I failed at my attempts to lose weight (except for that one curious period where I ate poutine all the time and lost 15 pounds without even trying) because I would do a half-assed attempt, get discouraged when nothing changed and then give up. But since I’ve been off school, I’ve had time to do things properly, like exercising and cooking proper meals instead of eating chips for dinner. I’ve been working out every morning, really watching my calories, and doing yoga at night. And lo and behold, it’s working! My belly is less round and I can take my pants off without undoing them! Which is good news, but also kind of bad because I don’t have money to buy new pants right now.
I went a bit off the rails this weekend, not sleeping or eating properly, and generally not being healthy. It was a hell of a lot of fun, but my body made me pay the price. I felt like I had a hangover on Sunday even though I hadn’t been drinking on Saturday, and I could barely eat for a couple of days. That was my body telling me that this paying attention to my health stuff is actually good for me. Who knew? I’m feeling encouraged, thought it may not last long — I’m off to buy a scale to hopefully confirm that I’ve lost some weight. We shall see.
Update: Got a scale. I’m down about 5 pounds, maybe a bit more (I’m not sure of my exact starting weight). Wheeeeee!
