That 14 pounds I lost this Spring has creeped itself over halfway back to my bod. I tell myself that it is natural, considering the past crazy-tough five months of my life, but I still don’t like it. Clothes that hadn’t been out of my closet for years were fitting loosely in May…now I’m going to have to put them away again.
How do I break the cycle? I’m eating a huge bowl of ice cream with Magic Shell *every night*…and LIKING it.
I have a husband and family that love me to bits, regardless of epic thigh-jiggle, so they’re no motivation. I can’t seem to motivate *myself*. I’m actually happy, but I know that this is unhealthy and not sustainable.