Today I drank a lot of water, I grabbed a salad for lunch and after work I went to the gym. It wasn't easy. I didn't want to go but I knew I had to. It's the only way I'm going to reach my goal on time. And believe me, time is ticking away. I've got two months to lose 15 pounds. I'm beginning to wonder if I'm trying to do this too quickly. I have afterall already lost a pretty significant amount this year.
Reminding myself of my goal is what made me go to the gym today even though I had about a thousand excuses not to. But I got there and worked hard, granted, I didn't work quite as hard as I did last week but I didn't drag my butt either.
It's only as I'm preparing this entry that I'm beginning to understand why (I think) I'm lacking motivation lately. I'm feeling sad again. It's that simple. Some days I feel good and some days I just don't. On good days I know I'm healing and I recognize how much I've grown in the last four months. Every other day makes me feel like I'm walking backwards.
This is a rough road to travel but I'm thankful for those people that I am close to (especially my new blogger buddies... you keep me writing)! I will heal. I will be okay. I will make my goal and then procede with new goals. I am confident of all of these things and that my friends is a feeling that I am not used to having!