And that someone is me.
There’s a lot of things that seem to set me back.
Holidays go from a 1 meal event to a full blown weekend binge.
Birthdays are not birthdays, they’re birthweeks.
I get frustrated after a week of trying something new. And when I don’t see immediate results, I throw in the towel.
Last year, around this time, my goal was to be at goal weight by TheSmoosh’s 1st birthday. I was 30ish lbs shy of that goal.
But I had made progress, right?
Now I sit here and think, ‘if I had just pushed harder…’.
The only thing I can do now is push. Push myself to try to break lifelong bad habits of revolving everything around food.
Thankfully, Easter is the last real holiday til Halloween/thanksgiving. I’m going with just trying to minimize damage until Monday. Then I’ll weigh in Monday morning, put the scale away for atleast a week.
I need to stop moving that damn finish line.