Ugh and Rawr...11:22:00 AM
Don't get me wrong, I'm so thankful for losing weight/getting smaller (at my most I was 240 and wore anything from a 16 (pants) to ...
This is already after my friend helped me weed out my closet a little over a year ago (April 19, 2009). We got rid of things that were too big, didn't look right, weren't functioning, or that she thought were a pure lapse in judgment. She was almost always right (except in the case of the big blue sweater which I saved from being donated that day only to live one more season, get one more use, and then be donated).
I don't want to go shopping because I don't know where I'm going to end up. I don't want to spend money on clothing that I hope will only be spending a short time with me. Belts have gone from my enemy to being my friend and a necessity and one of the things I will spend money on, to get a little more longevity out of my wardrobe.
The ugh and rawr is because I haven't been sleeping well. I aim for 8 hours a night, but I've only been getting 5 hours (per my BodyMedia Fit). That really brings the ugh and rawr out in me. I love to sleep and I hate when it doesn't love me. It throws my whole day off because I don't want to exercise, I don't want to eat well. I just want to go back to bed.
This is when I just have to dig deeper -- trust in what I know, trust in the routine.