I don't know exactly what it is you're thinking. I'm nowhere near goal weight and not interested in maintenance right now especially after having worked my ample ass off all week. 5800 calories burned and for what? For you to throw me another effin' goose egg. I was actually excited about this morning's weigh in because I painted for 3 days, was so sore in places I didn't know still existed and burned so much doing it since I basically did everything except the trim from ceiling to doors to walls. So I guess I get to cut calories now despite the fact I double the amount I'm supposed to restrict every day. I have never been so close to quitting in 3 years. I know that's what you want. I know you want me to go back to my 100% complete sedentary ways because that seems to be what you're indicating by holding on to this weight and I want to fight but I'm beginning to think your will is stronger than mine. I'm not in the mood for pep talks, I'm not down with the pitiful stares from the hubby, I just want weight to come OFF. I don't do kickboxing, Turbo Fire, strength training and other forms of aerobics for kicks. I have a goal for you and you're getting in my way. You're draining my resolve and I don't know why we can't work together here. My initial instinct is to tell you I'm not giving up and it's in fact YOU who will need to bow down to MY resolve but I fear it's hanging on by a thread. Interesting that I decide to start a blog when my journey could be desperately close to the white flag.
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