Day One

Day One.

I took the pictures (below) weeks ago because I needed a new pair of jeans. The ones that fit me and that I wore all the time were starting to get worn out in the inner thigh area. While trying on different sizes of pants I got more disgusted with myself. Disgusted with myself because I hated what I saw looking back at me in the mirror. I hated how I felt while trying on clothes. Hated how unattractive I looked. Disappointed in myself for letting my body go after having a baby a few years ago.

I told myself that I was going to start making healthy food choices and start exercising everyday even if it's only 10-15 minutes. I had to start doing something. I had to start making changes.

Sadly, it never happened because I keep telling myself, "I'll start the next day." Next day comes around and I would tell myself again, "I'll start tomorrow." I've been telling myself that everyday for almost a month now and I never started. 

Until today.

Even though I have already made unhealthy food choices for breakfast and lunch, I plan to eat something healthy for dinner and hopefully do some type of cardio workout. 

I'm not going to weigh myself because honestly, I'm afraid to see where that number is at. I know it will only bum me out and there I would go, stuffing my face with so much carbs and sweets that I'm feeling like major shit. 

*I've hidden my face for some privacy.*

I'm not sure if anyone will read this but I'd figured it would be a good way for me to keep track of my progress.