It just seems like you can find your way back. About two months ago I said that I wanted to be at least 180 by the end of the year, a month ago I said 185, and now I just want to be back under 190, which means I have to lose at least 3 pounds. I laugh at myself because the closer I get to my deadline the higher my scale creeps. My goals are always reasonable, but they aren't if you're not doing anything about it. So again here's to another week of trying.
Last night I realized I have a lot more issues than being fat. Because last night I went out with my group of friends from work, granted half of them left the firm already, but for the first time I didn't feel like the fat girl of the group. No it gets better, now I'm the single girl that can't find a boyfriend to save her life...lol. Two of the couples were married and the other one is living together. Normally there's another single person but she couldn't make it. So even though I had a great time last night, there was that ever nauseating lovey dovey stuff going on. (excuse me, dry heave)
I'm happy for all of them and I enjoy their company. I made the mistake of asking if they had any single friends available, I'm not sure I really wanted to know...lol.
I went ice skating yesterday in Bryant Park. It was so much fun, a little crowded, but manageable. I've been once before, so I thought I would be a pro, NOT! I hugged the edge of the rink for at least a third of the time we were there. But then I got the hang of it. One of the guys there keep taking my hat and chasing each other around the rink, so basically playing tag. Then I fell and lost all confidence in my skating. I didn't get hurt too bad, so I eventually I got back out there.
I thought I would be really paying for yesterday's activities through a sore body today between the skating and the wearing of heels last night. But no, I'm doing pretty well except for the after affects from having too much wine...lol.
That's another thing I felt so grown up yesterday, out with married couples drinking wine, going to a very nice restaurant, what's happening to me! I guess growing up has to happen eventually.