So I am not going to lie. I had stopped dieting. I stopped working out. I stopped living again.
The truth is that I am falling into depression really hard right now. I feel like I am stuck in a rut. Everything seems to be going wrong. I am tired, lethargic, and bored with my life. Most days I get up at 5:40am, take a shower, eat a lousy breakfast, work 7-3, then come home and crash hard. I go through a nightly routine where I sit on the couch, watch my shows, and at 9:00pm I go to bed to repeat this the next day. I don't have any friends here in Rochester that are available to hang out with me. One of my lone friends left here in Rochester is graduating in less that a month and possibly moving to Colorado. The people who I consider to be my best friends are scattered throughout the country. I feel like I have no one who is here to support me through any of this. My family in law is great, but they have their own lives that I feel like I am invading into. I have Jeremy, but he is busy working full time and working on getting his business started. Plus we are both stressed out over the house closing that has been causing us a lot of grief lately. Needless to say, I have a lot on my mind.
I am trying to make a come back. I need to kick my own ass into gear. I can't always depend on others to get me through things. So here I am. I am 5'6" and 159lbs. My goal is to be between 125-130lbs. This means I need to lose between 29 and 36lbs. I am no longer putting a time limit on it to cause me stress. I am going to follow in my friend's footsteps and make a white board of my steps on the list. I want to finally reach my goal and be back to my weight when I started college. I want to wear a single digit jean size again. I want my legs to look good when I wear heels.
So here I am. 159 (current)-130 (goal)= 29lbs to go at least.
