Hi, my name is Cheri and I'm a compulsive weigher-inner. You know how you're supposed to only weigh yourself once a week? Yeah, well I don't do that. I weigh myself at LEAST every morning. Sometimes more than once if I don't like what it says the first time. Then I weigh myself when I get home and try to estimate what it will say in the morning. THEN I'll weigh again before I go to bed. Why, oh why do I do this to myself?? It's totally a mental game. I've done this so many times over the years......stay motivated when I'm losing weight, but then the FIRST time that scale goes up, I think "Well, screw this! Might as well eat what I want!!". Sound familiar? Well, the reason I'm talking about this today is because it happened. The scale went up this morning. Just .4 pounds, but still. Wrong direction!!! However, this time I'm keeping my head. I'm not freaking out. I'm just re-evaluating. If I'm honest, I've been a little loosey-goosey with my diet. Not eating sweets or carbs or anything. But not following it 'to the tee', if you know what I mean. So today I'm back on track and following it to the letter of the law. Wanna know why? It's that dang liver. It's all I can think about! My liver has to lose some fat/weight/whatever by next Thursday, so it's on like Donkey Kong.
On another note, here's a picture of my sweet family....and my bad hair, puffy face, fat, fat, fat, yuck. But we're all together, so that's all that matters. I love these three with all that I have.
My Hunter and Zac...aren't they the cutest?
And all four of us again. Did I mention it was a REALLY bad hair day??
7/3/2013 Data:
Weight: 283.6
Exercise: 20 minutes walking with the boys
Food Diary:
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