I am still adhering to my diet, and I am just not seeing much change. I nearly had a mental breakdown a few weeks ago. I was crying, anxious, bitchy as hell... the pressure of needing (wanting?) to lose a certain amount of weight by a deadline is a lot of pressure. Plus, I am busting my ass at the gym every week: Mon/Wed Boot Camp for 90 minutes, Tues/Thurs Zumba for an hour + strength training. Boot Camp was kicking my ass; by the third week in, I began to accept Boot Camp and not feel a knot in my stomach on Mondays and Wednesdays.
It's so depressing to be working out a lot and following such a stringent diet while not really losing weight. I am losing inches and gaining muscle, though. I can see it in my arms and my butt in particular. I'm on this damn Belly Fat Cure diet, and my Belly Fat ain't been Cured, I can tell ya that. I am resigned to the fact that I will always have belly fat. Always have; always will. The only Belly Fat Cure I think will work for me is liposuction and a tummy tuck, which isn't an option. I simply cannot justify such a major surgery for the sake of vanity.
I weigh-in again tomorrow, and I am hoping that I am within sight of my goal (125).
I did finally cancel my Weight Watchers membership, and it felt so liberating! I thought it would make me feel panicked, but instead I felt a huge sense of relief. Yea!
Just over 2 weeks until we leave for Mexico!!! We plan to start packing this week...
