Before I write the following paragraph, I must make one thing clear. I am eating better and exercising because I WANT TO. I want to be healthier. I want to have more energy and endurance. I want to feel great about myself.
One of the things that excites me the most about losing weight is looking forward to seeing my mom's face when she picks me up at the airport at Christmas. I haven't told her that I'm doing this, but I also know that she can see this blog. It is not hidden, and it took the place of the blog I used to have on this site, which I deleted. I know she could read the other one, so it's very likely she can read this one too. (Mom, if you are reading this, let me know! Facebook, email, Skype, whatever!) But if she isn't... she is going to be SO SURPRISED. I am so bad at keeping secrets, but this one is epic.
The other thing that makes me work so much harder than I might normally? The idea of buying jeans at a regular store. Like American Eagle. How much would I LOVE to shop at AE? A hell of a lot. I'd also love to buy a bra at Victoria's Secret. Thanks to my breast reduction almost two years ago, I can fit a cup size there... but their band sizes are still too small.
These are things that keep me into this whole process when I feel like throwing everything out the window and eating a bag of donuts. Or devouring hummus on bagel chips. Or eating a pint of Ben and Jerry's.
I'd much rather have the clothes.