I didn't work out yesterday.
So, I only made it 4 days in a row.
But I got some much needed sleep.
And we all know how important that is.
I forgot to weigh myself before I got dressed this morning.
I weighed 184, dressed.
I'm going to say I have a pound of clothes on and go with 183.
Which is 2 lbs lost. Not enough. ugh
Anyway, I told hubbs to hide the scale. Again.
I'm gonna bust my ass for a month, then weigh.
I'm to the point of not caring about the number so much as how I look.
I had a nervous fit the other day and started tucking and pulling stuff. Figured out that if I can tuck and move it then it can go away. No more making excuses of "oh, I'll always have these hips and thighs." No more excuses, period.
I am not going to the fat doctor today.
I have enough Bontil to last til next Friday and then I'll get the Adipex.
But that means I won't have the lipo pills for a week.
We will see how that goes.
I honestly think I'm going to have to just suck it up and get the shots instead of pills again.
Beauty IS pain, right?