“Gotta get down on Monday.”
Or something like that. You’re welcome, by the way.
I’m up 2.5 pounds this week, and you know what? I don’t care so much.
I’m in the last month of school and our Super Mega Important Tests are next week. There are meetings after school and papers to be graded and things that have to get done before May 27th.
I can’t control these things. So I’m not going to let them control me.
I indulged a few times last week, eating on the go or forgetting a lunch and having to eat in the cafeteria. I couldn’t make it to the gym as often as I would have liked.
But I’m okay with that. I will go as often as I can and not beat myself up about it if it ends up that as often as I can is actually only once.
I’m off of my birth control AND my anti-depressants and I’m still not seeing any changes in my body. I’m going to the doctor tomorrow to talk about my PCOS and I’ll see what he has to say.
And still, I’m okay with this. I’ll see what they have to say and hope it’s some useful advice.
I might not be okay with a 2.5 pound gain next week, but for now, I’m okay.
How’d your week go?