I struggle. I cry. I feel like a failure.
There are times when I can't stay on the elliptical any longer because the only thing I can feel is the jiggle of my backside as I move.
There are times when my thoughts are so mean. Hating myself for not having more control, for not making better choices. For eating things just because they are in front of me.
Some days I can't look in the mirror because I still see 286 lb SherRon. I say to myself, "You've lost 70 lbs and you're STILL this fat!"
Today is one of those days.
I've eaten on track and I made it to they gym tonight even though I didn't stay long. But the fight today has been hard. The inner thoughts that I'm not worth it.
I'm not posting this because I want your pity. I'm posting this so that you know if you have struggles, you aren't alone. We all have bad days. Tomorrow is a new day.