On January 1st I weighed myself, and I was 162.5 lbs. I'm 5'4, and when I moved in with FI I weighed 125. Clearly, I had become unhealthy, and I finally decided to get back to taking care of myself. I set a goal to reach 135 lbs. Not quite my ideal weight, but a very healthy weight that I felt was obtainable.
After a lot of ups and downs, I finally found the C25K and started tracking my food. Fast forward to today--I currently weigh 146 lbs.
I've almost lost 20lbs, and I'm just about 10 lbs away from my goal. But mentally, I'm just exhausted with the whole thing. I feel like I'm constantly worrying about what I am eating, and I have to keep track of it all so that I can make sure I'm within my calorie range. The jogging is still enjoyable, but everything else is starting to wear me down.
For some reason, I'm not excited with where I am--all I can see is how far I still have to go. Yesterday I saw a bunch of photos from 2 years ago, and I felt so upset--I look so slim and pretty in those pictures, and it just made me feel overwhelmed, like I will never get back to where I was. And I was kicking myself for not taking care of myself to begin with.
Does anyone else get into these mental ruts--how do you work through it? Its odd that I'm still losing weight, but mentally, I feel as if I'm stuck.