Boy, can I ever get down on myself. The last 3 weeks since cheat weekend I’ve been so down about dieting. I weighed in at 175.2 today, which means I’m down about 3 pounds since the Friday before cheat weekend but I’m still not satisfied. I actually feel fatter right now than I have in the recent past, despite weighing less. I’m not even down about Keto, Keto is going fine. We’ve really shaken up our menu the last few weeks and have been eating very well. As I’m writing this I’m eating scrambled eggs with cheese. I’m not giving up.
I’m down about weight loss in general. It takes such a long time! Dieting is not hard, all you have to do is say “no”. Time is what’s really hard. Time goes so fast and so slow all at once. I know, I know, I have nothing but time, but still! I’m so angry/upset/frustrated. I know I won’t give up and I know the scale will move and I know there will be days or weeks like this where I just hate that I made myself fat and that I am now dealing with it, but still! I guess I’m mentally battling time more than I am mentally battling being on a diet. I guess that’s kind of progress, I could be mad I’m on a diet but really I’m mad that time hasn’t sped up so I can see what I’ll look like in 6 months.