Weight Loss Diaries

Today was hard but I still showed up.

My motivation has honestly been on a high high lately, and if you have been here before, you know what that means. Eventually, it dips. That is just real life. And today, I felt the start of that dip.

I slept through my alarm. By the time my body finally woke up, I was already 30 minutes late for the gym. Wrapped up in bed with Penny and Eric, I really considered staying there. And truthfully, that would have been okay too. Rest is allowed. But I also know myself. If I skipped today, it could easily turn into a week.

So I got up.

And I had a killer leg day.

I grabbed a little Java Jolt protein shake after and walked home, and honestly, it felt like the perfect reset. Not because everything was easy, but because I did not let the dip win.

The rest of the day was about intentional movement. Taking the stairs instead of the elevator. Not staying glued to my desk. Walking my Penny girl. Getting my steps in before slowing down. I even signed up for a yoga flow class to close out the night.

And let’s talk fuel, because I am working on that too. I will be the first to admit I struggle with drinking water. But today, I drank the water.

Snacks: sweet potato chips with the perfect crunch.
Lunch: BLT, chips, and an energy drink thanks to a Panera vendor drop.
Dinner: chef Eric’s “marry me” chicken meatballs.

And instead of reaching for alcohol after a stressful day, I went for a sparkling non alcoholic rosé, and it hit the spot just the same.

Today was not perfect, but it was intentional.

I chose movement.
I chose to fuel my body.
I gave myself grace.
I showed up even when I did not feel like it.

I closed all 3 rings on my Apple Watch today and then some, but let’s be real, some days I do not. And that is okay too. Progress is not built on perfect days. It is built on consistent effort across imperfect ones.

Motivation will dip. That is a guarantee. It is not about avoiding the dip. It is about learning how to move through it.

Some days it is a full workout.
Some days it is just steps and water.
Some days it is rest.

Every day looks different, but every day is another chance to try again.

And today, I am proud of myself for trying.

Tomorrow, we do it again.

-D