A few weeks ago, I posted that I was starting a new challenge for myself to lose 10 lbs in 10 weeks. And I was off to a rolling start -- I lost 5 lbs that very first week. (from 142.8 to 137.8)
Well -- I had some setbacks shortly after. Some family issues that I can't go into here -- but let's just say that when I'm upset, I seek solace in food. (classic, trying to "fill the void" sort of thing) Yet while I was eating up a storm, I still managed to get in a good amount of working out -- so miraculously, I only gained about a pound back. (up to 138.8 as of yesterday)
Officially this means: I'm still within the challenge! Down 4 lbs in 4 weeks... and now that my head is "in" it again, I need to keep this rolling. That means getting down to about 132 by June 9 -- but I'd REALLY like to be below 130 by then.
To digress for a moment: today when I was kissing Portuguese Dish, I thought about how long it's been since I've slept with a man: nearly three months. And I couldn't help but wonder -- when the HELL am I going to fricking have sex again?!! Sure, I could find a FB -- but I really want it to be someone with whom I have SOME semblance of a relationship. That could take a while.
This made me think: surely, I could reach my goal weight by the time that happens, yes? Please note, I'm NOT losing this weight for this as-yet-unknown lover -- this is all for me, and my own confidence / self-esteem / sexiness factor.
So -- whattaya think? Which will come first -- the magic number on the scale, or the magic notch on the bedpost?
Either way -- would love any words of support you care to toss my way! So de-lurk, hit that COMMENT button below, and start talking! (if you choose to write anonymously, or aren't a Googler, no problem... but if you're a "real life" friend, include your name or initials in your post so I know who you are!)
~ Soon-to-be-lithe Loverville