If you’ve been following me, you know what my plans for the summer are.
Today on my way to class I had to walk up a small high and was so out of breath and felt the burn on my legs and reality hit me. It’s not going to be so easy to work out everyday, I’m thinking I will be able to do all these workouts, but I can barely walk without feeling like I am going to die.
So my goal is being knocked completely down. Instead of a size 16, I know the most I’ll be is 18 by November. Reality really sucks…
I feel like all I do is complain, but next week Ima stop the complaining and look myself in the mirror and tell myself every morning: you can do it.