Every time I ate something "unhealthy" a little voice inside of me would tear me down. You know that voice. It is the one that tells you that earned meal will derail all your progress, that dress does make you look fat and yes everyone notices that tiny patch of hair you forgot to shave off your leg.
That voice...man did I hate it. She is defiantly a bully and one I have a very hard time ignoring. She seems to forget we lost 40 pounds, that we can run miles now instead of dying after two side walk squares and that we can lift all those heavy things.
I knew something had to change and I had to get myself out of the diet mindset, because every time I strayed from my plan she ripped into me and made me feel awful.
So how did I do it?
Stay tuned....

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