Last week was a hard one.
I only worked out 2 days. My goal is 4. I get a sad face in that area.
My eating hasn't been as good as it was those 2 first weeks. Too many unhealthy food choices on the weekend.
The scale totally felt my pain. I was down to 261.6. A measly 0.4 pound loss.
With me being a glass is half full kinda gal, I DO see the bright side:
I am finally down 5 pounds (woohoo!)
I haven't taken a sip of soda all week. And I can count on one hand how many times I have drank soda in the past 3 weeks.
And that's all I got.
But losing 5 pounds is a big deal because I will never see those 5 pounds again (ever). And not having so much soda is a huuuuge feat because I think Coca-Cola is the greatest invention ever and it was probably running through my veins not too long ago.
Water is now my new favorite beverage.
I think I've come a long way. =D