Or rather, it’s been beginning for years now, but never actually going past the first stage. Yes that’s right, I have never successfully lost weight.
But then again, I’ve never truly tried, so isn’t that not as bad?
I’m going to say…yes. Go me! ish.
However, this is different. I’m not just determined, but I’m in an actual healthy mental state. This is the first time that I’m going to try and lose weight while actually loving my body. I’m pretty excited because before I was always motivated by my hatred of my body, which you would think would be a great motivator. But when I’m mad or sad, especially at myself, I tend to drown my sorrows in McDonald’s Breakfast sandwiches. You can see why this hasn’t worked in the past, especially considering how fast I break down and drown my sorrows in biscuits, or reward myself in Chipotle. I would say that it’s been an uphill battle, but really I’ve just been chillin in a hammock at the bottom of the hill surrounded by fast food and coffee.
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