I've been having a hard time lately sticking to my calories. I haven't done an awful job, I just haven't have a great job either. For the past week and a half every other day I've been having one bad meal. I haven't planned to do this, I've just been giving in to temptation. I haven't gained weight, but I haven't lost any either, well that's a lie I lost 0.7 pounds, but barely anything.
I think I re-found my inspiration and motivation and am back at it. I decided the other night that I need to amp up my exercise, so I've decided to make a drastic change so I have no more excuses. I am moving our kitchen table out of the kitchen and putting in it's place the treadmill, no more excuses! I guess we will be eatting lots of our dinners out on the porch from now on! I plan to get Cole to move the treadmill this weekend for me, so hopefully next week I will have a good number to report.
The numbers for now: 40.7 pounds lost, 29.3 more pounds to hit my first goal.
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