I feel like screaming.
It’s been two weeks since I started my #losingfifteenpoundsdamnit journey of healthier eating and living but the results have not been what I expected.
I haven’t lost a damn pound.
I haven’t gained one either but still.
Not one pound?! How is that possible???
I’ve forgone tortillas for lettuce wraps. I’ve swapped out licorice for strawberries. I’ve tried to kick it up a notch in yoga and I’ve walked to do my errands. I drink sparkling water at ever meal.
But still, I have somehow not shed one damn pound.
Well… fine then. I am not going to take this sitting down.
But okay, body, I hear you. You want me to work harder and give up more of my unhealthy habits. I know the amount of white wine I consume is certainly not helping my plight and neither is the bread addiction.
Oh, how I love my bread but damn, I have to accept it can’t be a daily thing for me anymore. Multiple-times-a-day-thing if I’m being honest. And power yoga twice a week is not enough. It’s time for me to take my husband’s exercise tips to heart and take my workouts to the next level.
I thought I could get by with minor changes but my body got a good laugh with that one.
Not again, though. It’s on.
I will not look at the scale again for two more weeks but I will definitely be trying harder.