Fun, HOT, exhausting and hard!
The festival was not a challenge. Everything was so off from what I could eat, it wasn't an issue (even though I was on margarita duty!).
Finally home, starving and spent. Then the challenge started. I hung on. Ate just what I needed to and put myself to bed EARLY (it's 7 o'clock as I sit in bed typing this). I'll read, relax and get off my feet before a day of cooking tomorrow.
My biggest hang up today was the unwanted pictures. I FELT good. My (big) shorts fit. I was glad to be a healthy person. Then hubby posted some pictures on FB (I'll load them over at some point) and I HATED them. Not one ounce of progress showed in these pictures. AND I'm already 1/2way though this Whole30.
It's extra frustrating because I asked him not to do it. I didn't want to see them. The risk of deflating my mood was too much. I know he doesn't get it, but please LISTEN to me. You don't need to understand, just listen.
Ugh.
The only choice I have is to continue to move forward. Inch my way closer to my goal. Turning back is stupid.
Today was a win, but not one that feels particularly good. Bugger. I hope tomorrow restores my HAPPY. Nighty night.
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