So this week has been awesome! First it started off with a dead Monday. We were slow and I was able to get a lot of stuff done at work that I normally just can't seem to find time for. Tuesday I had a great Valentine's day. Hubby surprised me at work for lunch with a couple of candles and a red table clothe and a single red rose. Then after work I went to a meeting for school and found out I am only 2 classes away from my associates degree!! Very awesome! I will get it 3 days before we move to California. Wednesday I got a small raise (just in time to quit lol). I also as of yesterday was down 4 lbs from Sunday morning! So awesome week up till that point. (and still is really)
Today I turned into an emotional wreck! I was self consous because I decided it would be a good idea to step on the scale this morning after a p90x work out last night and was 2 lbs up. (duh of course the scale is up) Also because I just felt fat even though I have been working out a lot and losing a little at a time. Then I got unnecessarily jealous at my husband for a completely stupid reason that is so stupid I am not going to even say because I fell foolish about it now. Also I consumed 8 cookies today at work which set me way over my caloric intake. Basically my hormonal emotional state was sent down hill because I have been so overly hard on how I look and just feel ugly. I have been feeling like I have failed myself by not being 100lbs down already. Wow that was much harder to admit then I thought it would be. I have been judging my progress off of other people and I really need to stop doing that. Also all the inspiring bandsters out there that are in single digit pants make me feel like I will never get there. I have to find my mojo again. I would love to lose that 12 more pounds before we get pregnant again.
I just keep telling myself how blessed I am though to have this wonderful week and to be 88lbs down with my wonderful band and be so close to my associates degree.