I feel like I'm draggin along. I feel like I'm not being successful this week. But when I look at my fitday, I'm eating less than my caloric output, which means I'm on track to lose. And I am eating healthy choices for the most part. At least 95% of the time, anyways.
I'm excercising daily, in fact usually twice a day this week, between my treadmill run and walking the dogs or Alyssa. Yet I feel like I'm not doing enough. But I know I am.
I'm looking at all this, then I went to my chart... ah, yes... my period is due this weekend. All makes sense now. I'm a hormonal freak.
Okay. GAME ON!!
If you have issues, or baggage, you may be offended by what you read here. I work through my self loathing of my own fat, and my own fat issues, and I’m told this comes across as loathing all fat people. That is simply not the case.
Here I talk about my issues and my findings, without political correctness. I am not concerned with your issues, or your baggage, or what you may take from this. The title is "My Journey".
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