Each time I leave my therapist’s office, she gives me homework assignments. This last time I saw her, one of my assignments was to look up the calorie intakes for two versions of me: me at my ideal weight, me at my current weight.
Running out in the open is so much more freeing than a treadmill. You can’t really deny the benefits of being out in the fresh air as opposed to the stale, sweaty air of a gym.
Yesterday would’ve been my 6th workout in 7 days but the thought of going to the gym repulsed me so I opted to stay home. I needed a break.
In my last session, my therapist said she’s seeing the consistent weight loss we’ve been looking for. I’ve finally made the lifestyle change so many doctors and nutritionists talk about, and so many people like me want to achieve.
I am now down 3 pant sizes from my biggest so far. It’s awesome but at the same time it’s frustrating because I’m having to find new clothes.