Featured photo: sunset from yesterday taken from a bridge
I’ve been exhausted. Waking up early, staying up late, sitting through meetings and still walking everyday.
I thought today was day 20, but it’s day 21. I started walking on May 6.
Today I weighed myself. I’m 241 lbs. I was 247 and I’m on my period which usually adds a few lbs.
I haven’t started a diet but I know I should. My hormones and stress have been crazy too. I’ve been cranky and short, over emotional and loud.
But now the count up for ‘in a row workouts’ and count down for lbs.
I see my friends. One after another they drop weight and get engaged. It’s not even a joke or elaboration. Legit they dropped weight and got engaged. And yea you’re not supposed to drop weight for a guy but fuck it. It’s a superficial world out there and in order to meet people, there has to be a level of attraction in order to start the conversation. So duck it. I’m gonna lose weight in order to get a man.
Let’s get at it.