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I Couldn’t Do It

 I tried.

I replaced my scale and started daily weighing myself.I did great when the scale showed daily loss. But two days in a row it creeped back up.

And.. I gave up. 

I got so discouraged.

I didn’t understand! I felt I was doing well, staying active and eating right.

So, I decided to put the scale away again. Not out of defeatism, but because I realize I shame and internalize negative results and that’s self-destructive. 

BUT

The most amazing news of all..

I couldn’t get up early to get my work out in... too many (understandable) excuses to hit snooze: baby didn’t sleep, stayed up too late, etc. So, I posted in a Catholic moms group asking if anyone would be crazy enough to come work out with me at 6am.

A woman responded saying that she couldn’t work out at 6, but she could work out at 5. 

So we did it! Three days in a row, Wed-Fri last week, I got up at 4:30am, worked out, and made it through the rest of the day more productive than usual. 

I am sooo thankful for my new workout buddy and friend. 

I couldn’t do it by myself. ❤️

I’ll post pics next week to monitor progress, but I am feeling great and more confident! 

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