Last week, I spoke briefly about wanting to lose a total of 50 pounds by my birthday. It was a goal that came to me a few weeks back when I believed that I was on track to do that. Unfortunately, with the small number I pulled in last week, I’ve become convinced that I can’t safely lose the remaining 17.8 pounds. I’m still not convinced otherwise, but I want to try. So, why am I even trying? Well, I’m going to refer to this quote that I always see in yearbooks and tumblr pages:
Why shouldn’t I try? By trying, I will be pushing myself to be better. I will make better choices and do more to get as close to that goal as possible. Will those things guarantee anything? No, they will not. But, as the quote suggests, even if I “fail”, I will be a lot further and better than I was. In the end, there are more benefits in trying than in being complacent. I want to thank my lovely readers, Lauren and Stacilys, for encouraging me to push myself. I appreciate the encouragement, ladies! 😀
I have some sad news to report. Early this morning, my trusty scale decided to peace out (read: die) on me (I’m sure there’s a joke in there somewhere) and now I’m scale-less. I will enjoy my time without a scale for now, but I will buy one before Wednesday’s weigh-in. Anyone have any recommendations?
Well, it’s Monday, so I’ll keep this on the short side. I hope you all are having a happy and healthy day!
Until next time,