I stopped really paying much attention at the end of January, no longer tracking what I eat or how much I exercise. Motivation circled the drain and vanished. Partly because I was very frustrated at the unmovable plateau and the difficulty of returning to my exercise routine after Christmas.
Of course, I've avoided the scale.
This morning I climbed on and noted I've somehow lost 2 more pounds, down to a grand total of 22 since October.
I'll take it.
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After a lifetime of eating her way into, out of and all around paper bags and maybe eating a few of the actual bags, she finds her way out. Hopefully for good. The weight loss and self-actualization process of one thirty-something female.
About Me
- Cory
- A Mainer without an accent who once spent 10 years as a vegetarian animal rights activist and who now lives on a cattle ranch in central Wyoming married to a cowboy nearly twice her age. Life is funny; let's talk about it.
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