I haven't written here in eight months. I never meant for things to go this long. My last post I was back on losing weight. I'm not sure how long I stuck with it but it couldn't have been too long. I did a couple of 5ks but I wasn't anywhere near focused on my diet. By the end of September I'd gained even more weight, tipping the scales at 261.4 aka too damn much. I did right for a week or so, dropping eight pounds in seven days. But again, I didn't stick with it. I got stressed of frustrated or some random other emotion and went right back to eating my feelings.
When November rolled around I was sick of my own shit. I can't think of any other way to put it. I was tired of being fat. Tired of making excuses. Tired of epically failing at taking care of myself. I was sick of my own bs. I decided to go low carb. It seemed like the universe was pushing me in that direction. My mom, a friend and a bunch of the ladies I followed on Instagram found success with it.
(And I can still have Chipotle!!!!)
Since November 10th, I've lost 15.8 pounds and I'm down 20.3 from my highest weight. My goal is to hit 175 by the end of 2016. It's doable if I stay focused. So I'm back. And on Instagram as bekeloo.
Time to make myself a priority