Going up and down is tiring. But I know I can do better.
158 this morning. I am leaving my parent's house to go to D's tonight. Then I can really go about losing weight. This place makes me stress eat like crazy. There is nothing to do here and I just feel hopeless and scared that nothing will ever happen.
It could have been worse... I could have hit 160.
I want to get my own scale.
I still have another week to lose those 8 pounds and get back down to 150.
I have lots of motivation. I know I can do it. 8 pounds to go. I will be down at least one pound by tomorrow.