I avoided stepping on the scales and measuring myself yesterday because I was a bit afraid of what I would see – big fat numbers. But it has been a month since my original fat photos so I could not avoid the progress report any longer.
It is not AS BAD as I thought it was going to be. I am relieved that I have not gained any more, but it is what it is. It’s pretty much what I expected, given that I had overdosed on youknowwhat and youknowwhat – the two evils, both beginning with C. I dare not even speak their names, for I fear once the words spill from my lips, I shan’t be able to stop myself from indulging once more.
It has been one month since I started this journey of finding myself again underneath this layer of wobble. One month of trying to become a runner. One month of dinky knees. One month of feeling guilty for eating too much c_ _ _. One month of highs and lows. One month of learning what not to do. The first month of many healthy months to come. My gift to my family – a healthy mum and a healthy wife.
Now, don’t get excited. What you are about to see looks almost exactly the same as what you saw a month ago. A little disheartening, but oh well. Baby steps, baby steps…
Now remember – the BEFORE pictures are on the RIGHT. Look LEFT for the non-existent improvement.
Notice the difference? Yeah, me neither.
As with my running, I will keep on chugging on. I will keep you updated on my progress.