I have been fighting a cold for what seems like forever- as soon as I think it's gone, I get slammed with a fever and chills again a few days later. It's kept me in and out of the gym, (more out than in) and I sit at home and sulk. Nights like these I need some "thinspiration"... Things that make me go, "keep doing what you're doing... One sick day in bed is nothing... just stick with your program- you've come a longggg way!"
I struggle the most when I get on a scale and I FEEL skinny and see the number says otherwise. Then I remind myself...muscle weighs more than fat etc... so I guess as long as I LOOK good in my dress... no one is bring a scale to the wedding... (right?!?! I mean, I can see my sister doing that.. jk)
I'm not trying to compete, be a model, or look anorexic. I'm just trying to get back to the healthy me. I am almost there. I'm not a bridezilla freak trying to look like a stick in my dress, but I wouldn't mind a nice pair of toned arms holding that bouquet when all eyes are on me :)
Every one keeps commenting on how great I look or how skinny I am and whether I'll keep it up after the wedding... Um, YEAH!!! I seriously have gone through a major lifestyle change. The thought of an egg and cheese biscuit from Martin's and a large sweet tea are repulsive to me now. I wouldn't even cheat if no one was watching and I had a freebie! I can't even imagine putting on the weight again... It's just not worth it. Trust me, I intend on getting rid of all my "bigger" clothes, expensive/designer or not- because I have NO intentions of EVER wearing them again.
The other thing that people forget is: I am motivated. I have a white dress in my closet that just screams, "sausage arms". It was hard to motivate myself to lose the weight when I didn't have a goal like my wedding. Without a ring on my finger I kept postponing it, but now I see a deadline that just keeps ticking closer and closer and gone are those days where I'd see my tennis shoes and ignore them by the door- I actually lace them up and get out there.
The moral of the story: buy a wedding dress and hang it in your closet. It'll make you work out like whoa. Just kidding. The moral of the story is, if I can do it... anyone can!!!!