I'm going to do it. Tomorrow, I am going to weigh myself.
To say I'm not looking forward to it, is freaking huge understatement.
Things have not been going well. Yes, there have been some minor successes such as two workouts last week, healthy breakfasts and lunches, but these have been overshadowed by the sheer volume and quality of rubbish I have inhaled in the evenings and at the weekend.
Today is going to be a 100% day. I am going to the gym tonight. I will take responsibility. The next two weeks will not own me. Let's go!
I'm on a lifelong mission to ditch the lard. Stones away from my heaviest, I'm closing in on my pre-pregnancy weight. Next up, my wedding weight! Onwards!
Very brave. Haven't confronted Scales of Doom for months. Literally.
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