Knew it.

I knew it. This week, zero, again...

I just keep reminding myself I was prepared for this. I knew this semester was going to be tough and busy. I knew that I wasn't going to be left with much time to work out and focus 100% on my weight loss. Since the start of the semester I have lost 11 pounds. I am proud of that. I am proud that the past 2 weeks I have just maintained, and not gained. I need to start realizing things can't always be perfect. The semester is over in less than a month. I am so motivated to kick serious ass during my break. I have an entire month off. I cannot tell you how excited I am. I still want this, I still have weight to lose. I think what is frustrating me the most is how bad I do want to work out, and how bad I want to lose weight. The time just isn't there. Student teaching, finals, head teaching week and a new job. I just need to hang in there for a couple more weeks. Things will slow down a lot after December 9th. I cannot wait to start feeling wonderful again :)

I also have to stay positive, I have been feeling terrible about myself the past few days. I need to start realizing how far I have come- 105 pounds to be exact.