The past few months, I’ve been really busy, and my diet has fallen to the side. I have still be tracking my points, but not as diligently as normal. I’m thankful that I’m active enough where what I’ve gained back (a little less than 5 pounds) is manageable, but I need to tackle it. So, I figured if I wrote something here, I’d be able to stare my hurdle in the face, and share my struggle.
Still 35 pounds down, with the ultimate goal to double that number.
It’s hard, though. I’m not the only source of pressure.
I love my family, but when relatives start asking about my weight-loss journey, I revert back to my “need to please” tendencies.
I feel healthier now than ever before, and am looking forward to continuing on this path of health and happiness. I’m back on the wagon.