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I'm really tired today. I've been stuck at work all day and won't be heading home for at least 2 more hours. And I'm starving. By the time I get home I will probably just go to bed and wait to eat until the morning. I haven't had much time to workout lately, I've been having to settle with fitting in some squats, push ups, etc here and there. I know it's not much but it's better than nothing I guess. Sometimes I feel proud of myself for how far I've come and sometimes I get discouraged by what's left. I've been here before, at this weight. Not with my momentum, but this is familiar territory. It's hard to believe I can make it beyond this point. I know this next part will be harder. I need to have a clear focus going forward, but I think in order for it to be sustainable it has to come from a place of peace. I have to do it for myself and it has to be something that isn't meant to be the answer to who I am. My weight has no part in determining my worth, my joy, my identity. I will be proud of myself for the hard work and commitment but I won't think I'm better than the heavier version of myself, at least not because of what I've lost. I have to look at what I'be gained.
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