I went in to Saturday's weigh in feeling optimistic.
Surely, after all of the work that I put in this week, I would lose at least 2 pounds.
I mean, I burned 3600 calories in exercise alone! That right there is one pound.
Then, if you add in the calorie deficit caused by eating vegan all week, I'm sure that would equal at least another pound.
1.4. One point four pounds lost.
I keep wondering if I'm negative about everything to protect myself. Because negative me wouldn't have even expected a 1.4 loss. And then I would have been pleasantly surprised.
But no, I had to go get all optimistic and stuff. Thus only being disappointed and discouraged.
Negativity is the way to go, people.
You can just call me Negative Nancy from now on.
Cause disappointment sucks.
PS. I'm so negative right now I don't even care that this is my 100th post.