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Blah.
Still seriously fighting my attitude. Made better food choices yesterday. Small victory. Really wanted to weigh myself last night... and this morning. I'm scared of what it will say to be honest. Even seeing that nothing has changed is not the news I want. Weird thing is, my clothes REALLY do fit differently. Most of my pants are getting too big. I do not understand my the hell my body is doing. The scale sure doesn't back it up. I should focus on the way my clothes are fitting I suppose rather than the scale, but I just haven't convinced myself to do that.
Unloaded hay last night with the husband. (that's not in the exercise drop down BTW) He got irritated that I wasn't stacking it like he said. So he re-stacked the first two sets and said "I'll just do it myself". I was like "the hell you will-this is my opportunity for exercise". But I said nothing. Just let him finish stacking and when he went back to the trailer to throw another bale in the barn, I grabbed it and kept stacking. When it was all done, I jumped down and walked back up to the house saying nothing... stripping my shirt off along the way. Sweaty. Itchy and sweaty.
Ass.
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