My mom has recently lost a TON of weight, which is GREAT! She is so happy with her body now that she feels comfortable again, and she is EVEN planning on getting her boobs done J I am very happy that she is happy, but there is a small part of me that is irritated with the whole thing, is that wrong? Secretly it kind of bothers me that my mom is skinnier than me, and can fit into things that I can’t fit into. It kind of bothers me that my mom has more discipline than I do when it comes to working out and the food she is eating. I have decided to try and make another change. I am going to give calorie counting another shot… but I am going to use it positively. I am not going to be upset if one day I forget to log my food, or if I go over my suggested calories. I am still going to eat as I please, but I am going to try and watch my portion control AND try to make some healthier food choices. I also weighed myself this morning, and the scale says I still weigh 148 J that was music to my ears! I Although regardless of what the scale says, I still feel like I am getting bigger. A couple pairs of my dress pants are fitting a little snug when previously I felt like they were falling off of me…So far I am enjoying my positive outlook, and I am hoping my state of mind will also be reflected in the way I look coming up here pretty soon. What I said in previous blogs about loving my body still stands, but there is nothing wrong with wanting a little upgrade here and there J
