Well, ladies and gentleman. I'm back on the diet track. Is it fun? No. Is it as yummy as eating cheeseburgers and drinking Dr. Pepper? Absolutely not. But it's healthier. And a healthier me means a more confident me. One that can keep up with my daughter and hopefully be around for a long time because my arteries aren't getting clogged with McDonald's fat.
Original weight: 142.5
Last time: 131.4
This week's weight:
Overall lost: 12.1 lbs.
Holy weight loss Batman! I feel a lot better. It took a major wake up call for me to get my diet back in gear. I kind of had the attitude like I didn't care for awhile. I ate out a lot. I drank a lot of Cokes. I ate in excess. Until I couldn't button my pants one day and my skinny dress that I worked so hard to get back into didn't fit anymore. Wake. Up. Call. Ladies and gents, I'm back on the wagon! And can I make one tiny observation?? This is the least I've weighed since before I had Avery. I'm at my smallest I've been since starting my "Hot Mess to Hot Mama" journey. Can I get a high five on that one? *virtual high five* As awesome as I feel right now, I'm not done yet. I still have 10 pounds to go before I hit my goal weight. Think I can do it?