I was doing so well, up to 5 days a week of workouts...even had a few weeks of 6 days. I lost 15lbs - allbeit assisted by sickness that severely suppressed by appetite. I can fit a pair of pants I haven't worn in years...I had finally overcome the hump! And then I got sleepy.
That is when I slowly discovered that when I'm sleepy my willpower is diminished, my drive begins lacking and my cravings increase to random nonsense.
Who knew the second of 4 weekends of travel and a little sleep depreviation would kill so much of my progress.
I could cry but as Janaan's dad would say "crying isn't going to fix anything" so instead I let CeCe talk me into the gym. I upped my base workout to 3miles and I'm gonna try to dust the cookie crumbs off and get back on the bandwagon.
I'm gonna keep betting on me!
Lose Toddler or Bust!!!!!
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