No matter the plan... we all Blog to Lose!
They always say that the last 5 pounds are the hardest. I don't really know who "they" is, but they are right. It's like my body is kicking and screaming and holding on for dear life. And the mental part is even worse. My goal seems so close, yet so far away. I can look in the mirror and like what I see--yet know that I am not done yet. I can wear smaller sizes and do things that I couldn't do before. But, truth be told...I've been getting a little lazy. Not measuring like I used to. Nibbling on my son's leftovers or as I'm putting dinner away. A few too many sips of the husband's milkshake. The scale will be up this week and it is no surprise. I left myself get too comfortable this week. But, the good news is that I am taking this as a wake up call. My goal weight is not the finish line. I can't get there and then go back to my old ways and expect to not put the weight back on. That can feel overwhelming at times. After over a year of tracking, counting, substituting what I "really" want to eat with something that is better for me--I'm kinda over the amount of thinking and time that goes into it. I know I'll get my mojo back. I just need to switch it up a bit and remember how great I feel.