5,116 kcal. Sunday was worse than Saturday. I feel so much shame / disappointment. I do not want to post this… but it’s real and it’s me and brushing it under the rug isn’t going to help anything. I’m still here. I’m still hopeful and still ready to change.
I have been feeling so motivated and I guess I thought *poof* everything is better and all my weight problems are magically fixed! Shocklingly, not so much.
My problem is not a lack of knowledge, it’s a lack of action. I’m educated. I understand diet and exercise in theory. It’s the implementation of these grand plans that I have that get me hung up.
I’ve been listening to podcasts for 6 months or so. There’s a plethora of free content available at the tap on a button. The thing all of the ones I follow have in common, is a focus on sustainable HABITS. It’s the little things that make the difference.
I planned to be perfect. But I was far from it! I am just going to do strive for better today than I did yesterday.
Another mini win in the midst of this crazy high calorie day: dance party with my littles. Moving around and laughing like fools. Up on my feet though, not letting that moment with them slip by.