Monday, I woke up when the alarm went off as usual, and began getting ready for work. At first I just sat on the bed and thought about it. I didn't really want to go. I had the same attitude about dieting this weekend. I just really didn't want to, so I didn't. I ate Tex-Mex, popcorn (a whole bag), some random candy, and bread. No bike riding this weekend either.
There is a feeling restlessness in me right now. It comes around every now and then. I don't really know how to describe it. It's like I feel like I'm in the wrong place. Like there is something else I should be doing. I think I'm bored with work, work, diet, diet.
Someone told me today that I looked like I've lost some weight. =) Now, I'm losing weight for myself and to be healthy, but I have to admit that hearing this brief little statement made me feel really good. Made me want to make good food choices and ride my bike when I get home. Why do I have to hear it from some one else? Why do I need that compliment? I don't know but I really appreciate it. Thanks for noticing!
Hope you have a good evening. I'm going to watch Biggest Loser and hope no more men cry. Don't forget to drink your water.