I hit a wall. A big one.
I haven’t gained weight, but I haven’t lost any either. And now it’s the beginning of summer and I am aghast at how I haven’t lost weight since March.
What happened? I got sick, lost my momentum, stopped going to the gym and tracking what I ate. Next thing ya know, it’s June 1 and I am lamenting my big post-baby belly. Way to lose the weight, right?
But all is not lost. I do claim a certain victory in not having put on the weight again. Maintaining a weight is as important as losing.
So what now? Back to counting the calories. Back to healthy decisions. Back to the gym (and what ever other exercise I can get in).
I can do this. I will lose this weight. Soon.
