Today I dealt with a lot of weakness, just like everyday, I started out with a pancake, sausage and syrup.. (oh no.. here comes the guilt) I didn’t have anything for lunch, I’m sure thats not healthy either but I didn’t feel hungry because of breakfast. Dinner came around and I had Salmon once again (but I love it!) Then about 7pm made it to the gym! Worked out for 2 hrs and loved every painful moment of it.. And earned two new work out partners. Am so excited about it!

Just imaging what I could be in 56wks, hoping, wanting not to be this big and heavy anymore. Even through all of this my husband love every ounce of me and that just makes it too easy to just stop and be satisfied with my weight and Damn it I don’t want to be. Sometimes I just wish he would get on my case about my weight, but in the end I know that would just make it really bad for our relationship. I love him so much and through thick and thin he loves me. I want to be strong for him and me.