It's Craptastic. That's what it is. This "journey" business SUCKS. When the alarm went off at 5:30 this morning it felt like I had just barley closed my eyes to sleep. I was exhausted. I whined to my husband something about "why isn't this getting any easier??" and literally rolled out of bed onto my knees to get dressed in the dark. And as I sat there I remembered that I only lost 4 pounds last month, (which isn't even all the extra weight I put back on in November and December so I'm still behind) and suddenly I was flaming mad. And depressed. And disappointed. All at the same time. I work so FREAKING hard every morning. I carefully measure and count everything I eat. In fact we are eating so healthy now that my husband is losing TOO MUCH weight. What the fReaK?? He can't get enough calories from what we are eating to even keep up with his muscle growth. So that means we have to have more healthy fats and carbohydrates around for him to eat, which means I just have to strengthen my resolve even more because it will have to be around the house again.
I don't want this blog to become a giant vent session every time I feel like crap and get discouraged. But I definitely want everyone to know that it's not all smiles and happiness. Actually, most of the time, it's Craptastic.
So I feel like I need to add some words of wisdom in here somewhere ... let's see ... yeah, I'll get back to you on that one.