Who wouldn’t be. I turned our dietary options upside down, threw the budget out the window to support my new healthier lifestyle and what happened? Nothing for me, that’s what.
Do I feel better? meh… maybe, maybe not… I’d have to stop itching first. Then maybe I would notice other changes.
Do I have more energy? um… no.
Have I lost any weight? um… I did… 5 lbs. And just like that they were gone.
I’m trying not to let it get me down. Really I am. I know (in my head) that this takes time. I didn’t become a Heffalump overnight. I’m not going to slim down overnight either.
Maybe it’s because I just saw where a friend has lost a substantial amount of weight since the beginning of the year. Maybe it’s because I finally caved and bought a new pair of jeans, a couple shirts, and some new undies… in a size bigger. Maybe it really did hurt when my daughter asked “Mom, why do we have to eat healthy? You’re the one that’s fat.”
Maybe all of that is why I’m crying, and jealous, and angry.
Why does this have to be so hard?
