It’s the final count downnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
Do do dooooo dooooo dodododod! Does that even sound like the song? I don’t know.
Either way guys, I am SUPER excited to tell you NEWS TODAY:
1 MORE POUND TO GO.
Like, I am in my last 2 weeks of this stupid weight gain/meal plan dealio that I’ve been telling you about. If you’re confused, read a few of the last Sunday reflections which journals my journey to trying to get back to a healthy weight.
I have officially gained 10 LBS SINCE I STARTED, and have one more to go until my “goal weight.” Saying 10 lbs out loud is sort of scary but, I can’t lie, I am proud of myself. I’ve been trying to get to this weight for 3 years. Every time, I gain 5 lbs, get too afraid, go off the plan and then lose it all again.
Only to start from the beginning. UGH
This time. It’s different. This time, I’m focusing more on building my relationship with God through it, and trying to lean on him in the scary-food moments/days……which are frequent.
Unfortunately just because the weight has come on, doesn’t mean the thoughts just magically vanish. BUT, they do get less and less, which I think is key.
I actually had my first weigh in this morning where my body fat percentage went up (I have a fancy scale) and I didn’t break down. When that happens I usually focus on it ALL DAY, and feel so bad about everything in life (for a measly .5% body fat) which, yes, is lame.
BUT, today, my first thought was “and does God really care that you have more body fat? Does it REALLY affect your life in any way, shape or form?”
Nope. It doesn’t. But just having that fleeting thought was a pretty big dealio for me.
That’s pretty much all I have for you today. If you could just keep me in your prayers that this could be my LAST leg, and then I can finally start teaching myself how to eat like a normal person, and try to stop counting calories, I would appreciate that!
See you tomorrow <3