So I put the batteries in my scale. "I don't really want to do this." I said my to myself. With my horrid lack of motivation & how awful these last 2 weeks have been I was expecting to have gained weight.
No. I didn't gain weight...but I didn't lose weight either.
The exact same weight as I was 2 weeks ago. Ew. I mean, it sucks I haven't lost anything but at least I didn't gain weight. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I did fail the last two weeks so I shouldn't complain. I'm happy with 122.0.
I can see a difference at least.
*forgive my strange top today. i realized that my normal sports bra is in the washer. this is my backup. it's a tank top with a built in sports bra.*
As you can see I am still doing "fuck it" hair because I hate the weather here. 70's by this weekend...we'll see. Whatever. At least there is a decent change since March 15th.
I hate looking at that first photo. I mean, it's not like I was fat or anything but it just isn't the me I want to see.
The side view is changing nicely as well.
I don't look 5 months pregnant anymore! lol
There won't be any complaining from me. I don't HATE my results.
I'm not being a hardcore like some people. I won't even get into that. We'll save that for another post because I have a lot to vent about that!
For now, I will just enjoy my cup of coffee and my size 2 jeans!





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