F/22 SW: 167lbs CW: 164lbs GW: 140lbs
I am literally only two weeks into my new routine of counting calories. I know it’s supposed to be slow, but I’m such a picky eater that I knew this would be the easiest life change for me. My mom and brother (we all live together) are not nearly as picky and decided to start juicing/eating healthier dinners instead. We all started around the same time. I’ve been getting constantly shit on for “not changing anything” which means I’m not actually dieting. Today we were talking about if we’ve seen a difference. My mom has actually lost 9 lbs in these two weeks and I congratulated her because it’s a huge step forward for her! I went and weighed myself and saw that I had actually lost 3 lbs over the last two weeks! I was thrilled! Even though I understand the science behind CICO, I wasn’t entirely convinced by the process. This was proof that I was doing something right. When I came out to share the news, my mom just laughed and said she didn’t believe me. There was no way I could have lost any weight with how I’ve been eating. Naturally I got pretty upset and went to my room. The whole thing got me pretty down, but I have to remember to celebrate even the single pounds to keep myself motivated through this.
Thanks for reading if you’ve made it this far. I just needed to vent a bit.
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