So overall, I had a pretty good week considering how sick I started out and the potential for disaster over the weekend. I weighed myself Monday morning and was at my lowest weight to date.
So why do I feel so fat? Why did I spend the whole day yesterday hating my fat, pasty legs showing under my dress (that is now too big)? Why did I feel like I had to wear a sweater over my tank top because my arms don't seem any more defined/less flabby than before the push up challenge started? Why can't I just be happy with how I look now and be proud of what I've accomplished?
Clearly I need to work on my head. My inner mean girl is on a rampage.