So I had kind of an epiphany the other day.
Somebody made a comment on my blog that made me think.
And I realized that here I am, trying to be honest, and open, and real, and hold myself accountable while trying to get healthy, and I'm not.
Because I don't use my name.
And I don't post my weight.
And you don't know what I look like.
So I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I am still trying to hide behind sarcastic words. It's my defense mechanism. Because if you don't like what I say, it's easy for me to say "Just Kidding" or "I didn't really mean that". When I probably did.
And I'm sorry that I can't show you what I really look like. But sadly, there are no pictures of what I really look like. I am always hiding behind sunglasses, or a kid, or a tree, or somebody else.
So this is me.
I started my journey this time about 5 weeks after the birth of baby #3 ( who is perfect by the way ) at 5ft 4in and 226lbs. Unfortunately, this is not my highest adult weight, but the starting point this time.
I have lost 22 pounds in 20 weeks. And have been at a plateau now for 6 weeks because I can not get my eating under control.
I binge on the weekends, and follow the plan during the week.
I'm finding it hard to find the motivation and the willpower to stick with it.
I am only 4 pounds away from having a one at the beginning of my weight. I haven't had that since before baby #1 ( who is not a baby anymore, but is still, also perfect ).
I am still the turtle. Losing weight very slowly, but I will win this race.