For those just tuning in, for the last two years I have been writing letters to myself that automatically post on my blog each month throughout the year. It's my way of keeping up with progress and showing myself the difference an entire year can really make. Instead of obsessing on the little things, I'm looking at the big picture.
So earlier this month the letter I'd written myself from July 2011 posted.
And here is the difference that one year can make.
July 2010 Letter - Lazy, lazy, lady. You made tons of excuses not to do things because of your weight.
July 2011 Update - You were dealing with coming out of depression and still fighting with the anti-depressants so you chose not to do a Love, Yourself Update this month.Another observation. Not sure if it's because of the temperature changes or what, but July never seems to be a very good month for me. I'm almost always struggling with something, and this year is no exception. I tried to jump on a new diet, and I jumped too fast. I thought I was well prepared, but as usual, I forgot to take into account my fibromyalgia, which created a nice flare up triggered by the diet and the fatigue that brought it on. I lost fourteen pounds on that diet, and ended up gaining about half of it back. Mostly water weight I assume, because I haven't changed my eating patterns very much. I really need to start looking for ways to exercise without triggering the fibro.
This time last year . . The ice was starting to crack. Between fighting back against depression, OCD and anxiety (not to mention Matt's health problems) things started to get to be too damn much. But then something happened that changed everything. Another blogger helped you decide to become furiously happy.I'm still furiously happy . . . Even when I'm dealing with my mental illness or my chronic illness, I'm still better than I've been in years. My sister and I joke a lot and say that I dyed my hair pink and suddenly I was me again. And it's really the truth. Becoming colorfully bold pushed me to learn how to not give a damn what others think. As long as I am happy and find myself beautiful, inside and out, that's the important thing.
Your Weight . . .
June 2010 - 258 PoundsJune 2011 - 239 Pounds
June 2012 - In July I got down to my lowest weight in years. 231. It was nice. But at the expense of energy and moving it wasn't worth it at the time. I plan on exercising and building up more stamina so I can properly fight through the fatigue that my fibromyalgia causes, because when you mix fatigue with low calories (and summer heat) you end up with a puddle of useless Jia.
No Photos for July 2011