Yesterday, after posting, I decided to get a haircut. It was a nice change and it felt good to pamper myself a little. I got some layers and now I can wear my hair down a little more often. It definitely lifted my spirits. Although I've felt fairly hopeless the last couple of months, I'm starting to see a glimmer of hope.
I've made plans to go to the gym and start back on Weight Watchers tomorrow and I really have faith I can do it for the long haul this time. I won't say that I'm not scared (and intimidated by the fact that I need to find better coping mechanisms), but I remember how good I felt when I was getting in shape and it pushes me forward. In August I'm going back to visit family and friends out of state and I am determined to go back looking better than I did when I left. My goal for the trip is 180 lbs, which is my halfway point. It's ambitious, but 40 lbs (give or take) in three months is attainable if I really put my mind to it. It's going to take some real effort and focus, but I believe I can do it, one day at a time.
New Hair!!!
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