This morning I weighed in at 189.8lbs. That means that if I lose 4.8 more pounds, I’ll have hit my goal of 185. Which means that, all of a sudden, I won’t have to worry quite so much about counting calories.
Will I be able to handle that? I have no idea. It’s going to be really weird to suddenly be able to eat another few hundred calories in the day and not fret over it. Sometimes I wonder if I have given myself an eating disorder. Then I realize I still eat whatever I want, just not whole tubs of it, and I’m still eating more than enough calories per day to keep me going, so I figure it’s not *that* bad.
I’ve always heard that when it comes to losing weight, it’s not a habit change, it’s a lifestyle change. Like, in order to be fit, you have to change your whole lifestyle and get used to doing things like working out (something I still struggle with this time of year because of my noncompliant sinuses) and being mindful of what you consume and how much of it you eat.
Like, for example, today I ate everything I wanted: turkey, stuffing, ham, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, a crescent roll, and pumpkin pie with whipped cream. My total calorie amount was 1400 calories, roughly. I ate what I wanted, but I didn’t eat too much of it. I ate slow, I drank Diet Coke or Diet Mountain Dew, I talked to the family… I didn’t over do it and I stopped when I was full.
I always though it was magic or something, but it’s not. You just have to know how to act and how to eat. That’s all it takes to lose weight.