It's no surprise I get frustrated from time to time. Everybody does. Tonight I'm feeling particularly frustrated. I feel like I'm not making the kind of progress I want to make. It's understandable. I've been extra stressed lately. I'm not getting enough sleep. December is a particularly bad month for losing weight, etc.
I don't want to use excuses though, so let's suffice it to say I'm frustrated. The scale did go down this week, but I've had a couple days where I just feel like I'm getting fatter. I don't like those days.
Recently, a friend of mine from college suggested I get a bodybugg or similar device. I'd love to. I really would. But I can't afford to spend that kind of money right now. I'm basically asking everyone for money this Christmas because I need to pay for my new computer (which should be shipping any day now). I'm very excited about the computer, but frustrated because it's not what I wanted to be spending money on right now.
So I'm frustrated about that too.
This afternoon something occurred to me. I may be treading water, but I'm not sinking. I've managed to hold onto my losses. Maintenance is still at least 50 pounds away, but considering I've been less than religious in my diet especially, I should be happy that I don't have to re-lose any weight.