It was February 23, 2020 when I last blogged. I was ecstatic too. I had just gotten over what I know now to be COVID-19. I'd lost 10 pounds which meant I was down to 220 and baaaaby, you couldn't tell me nothing.
Fast forward 11 months and I'm 240. Two hunid and foe-ty! I haven't been this big in my life. How I got here...I can't say I don't know because I did everything I knew not to do. Coupled with the fast that I've been on this weight loss journey the majority of my adult life and I think I'm finally tired.
As funny as that sounds, you'd think I'd already gotten to this point. But this tired isn't like the others. This tired is the tired I felt in 2002. When I was tired of being a hoe. Tired of sacrificing my dignity to get high and tired of opening my legs to get my bills paid. That fatigue led me on a sexual sabbatical that led to 18 years of no sex. Yep! No sex. No with men...and not with me. That's the fatigue I'm feeling right now because I know this feeling all too well. And it is at this point where I know this will be the year that I lose this weight and keep it off.
Because as we all know. Losing weight isn't the hard part. It's keeping it off. So instead of saying I'm going to lose this weight because clearly it keeps finding its way back to me, I'm going to keep it off. What that's look like, I don't know but one thing's for certain. I's tied...
Today's Workout:
Treadmill - 19:15 minute mile
If You Can Move Challenge - 5 minutes
Side Crunches - 8
Squats - 16
Meals
15 cups of water
Cantaloupe (186 Calories)
Grapes (? Calories)
Popcorn (150 calories)
Trail Mix (280 calories)
