I have not been eating well.
I own it.
Those ice cream cones keep calling my name.
It’s my true weakness.
I have been drinking more water. Because after the 40 day water challenge, I can recognize when I’m starting to become dehydrated.
My body says put down the coffee... the creamer isn’t helping my gut anyway...
So I pick up the water.
It helps that I’ve been too lazy to make tea..
But this morning, after a lot of dairy products yesterday, I felt so sick.
And heavy.
My bra didn’t fit right... I have plenty to choose from, but when I am in my best shape, this one fits perfect... today it was just a little too snug.
I knew those size small t shirts I bought recently we’re not an option for my bloated belly today.
I grabbed a sweater. Knew I didn’t want to wear jeans. Leggings would only show off how bloated I feel.
I may feel bloated and like I gained back all of the weight I lost, but I still had a wardrobe win today.
The gray slacks.
The ones with little polka dots on them. I have a matching blazer.
My mom bought this suit for me almost 10 years ago.
The pants were tight when I opened them up on Christmas morning. But not so tight that I couldn’t wear them.
At least on my good days.
The days when I wasn’t bloated.
Today, I am comfortably wearing the gray slacks.
The ones with the polka dots.
The ones I could never wear when I was bloated.
I took a couple digestive enzymes this morning to help my body break down the junk. I’m going to eat well today, ignore the call from the freezer, and be grateful that even while I took a step backwards, it’s still a giant leap from where I started.
A step backwards doesn’t mean you failed. Get up and take another step.
I own it.
Those ice cream cones keep calling my name.
It’s my true weakness.
I have been drinking more water. Because after the 40 day water challenge, I can recognize when I’m starting to become dehydrated.
My body says put down the coffee... the creamer isn’t helping my gut anyway...
So I pick up the water.
It helps that I’ve been too lazy to make tea..
But this morning, after a lot of dairy products yesterday, I felt so sick.
And heavy.
My bra didn’t fit right... I have plenty to choose from, but when I am in my best shape, this one fits perfect... today it was just a little too snug.
I knew those size small t shirts I bought recently we’re not an option for my bloated belly today.
I grabbed a sweater. Knew I didn’t want to wear jeans. Leggings would only show off how bloated I feel.
I may feel bloated and like I gained back all of the weight I lost, but I still had a wardrobe win today.
The gray slacks.
The ones with little polka dots on them. I have a matching blazer.
My mom bought this suit for me almost 10 years ago.
The pants were tight when I opened them up on Christmas morning. But not so tight that I couldn’t wear them.
At least on my good days.
The days when I wasn’t bloated.
Today, I am comfortably wearing the gray slacks.
The ones with the polka dots.
The ones I could never wear when I was bloated.
I took a couple digestive enzymes this morning to help my body break down the junk. I’m going to eat well today, ignore the call from the freezer, and be grateful that even while I took a step backwards, it’s still a giant leap from where I started.
A step backwards doesn’t mean you failed. Get up and take another step.
