the red shirt journey (weeks 3 & 4)

My posting has slowed down, but I promise you I'm still working hard!

I am down 5 pounds total.
One shirt and pant size.

I still, STILL, have yet to get my inches recorded, but I KNOW I'm losing more than the scale is showing.

I feel it in my slowly-getting-too-big clothes.
I see it in the mirror.
I hear it when my Husband and other sweet people tell me they see a difference.

I'd be lying if I said it's been easy.
Or that everything is going exactly how I planned.
(I mean, I was hoping I'd at least be losing 3-4 pounds a week. Ha!)
I'm changing my whole life in this process, so I've come to accept the set backs and not be filled with guilt when life happens.

Because life happens.
Ankles get sprained.
Babies have bad nights.
Husbands get stomach bugs.
Life happens.

Choosing the healthier options is becoming second nature to me and while I still hate waking up before the sun, once I'm at the gym... I love it.
BUT, I am noticing that I start to slide on Thursdays and by Sunday I'm eating whatevs.
Husband is off on Fridays, so I'm 99% sure it has to do with him being home.
This week I'm coming up with ways to combat that.

My saving graces are my friends.
My accountability.

I text one friend before eating anything and everything.
She does the same to me.
And like I've said before, so many times I see her healthier meal and it challenges me to change mine.

The other friend is my gym partner.
Having someone there with you makes a world of difference.
I texted her last week before heading to the gym.

"I was really hoping you'd cancel this morning. I'm. So. Tired."
To which she replied...
"Haha! Nope, it is time."

So, getchu some of these friends.

Happy Weekending!

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