Wow. Okay, so this week has been a bit of a rollercoaster. It started on a major high, sunk to the lowest low I've had in months and months, and now I'm riding upwards to optimism again. Just goes to show, I should take everything more slowly and just breathe a bit more and just stop and think, and I think I should go a bit easier on myself too. I need to allow myself a little bit of failure, a little bit of lost willpower, a little leeway to be weak.
I don't have to be perfect.
But I do have to keep trying.
Weight loss is a slow thing. And the more weight you lose, the slower it goes.
That's fine. That's good.
In the end, it doesn't matter one bit how slow it goes, so long as it goes! So long as I'm not gaining, I am one happy cat.
(That's a happy cat.)