I feel completely discouraged about trying to lose weight. When I do the "right" things--go on walks, go running, eat right, have extra calories left over at the end of the day, drink enough water, etc., etc. I either stay at the same weight or gain weight. But then yesterday I was so busy that I didn't even really get to go on a walk and I ate more calories than I should have. And I lost .2 pounds. Aghh!
I feel frustrated. I feel like I'm playing a guessing game. I'm on the verge of feeling superstitious. It's ridiculous.
Anyway, just popped in to say that. Sorry for the downer post. But this is really what it's like sometimes. Perhaps too much of the time for me lately.
Lately I keep wondering if I should just give up and relax and let it happen at whatever pace it's gonna happen. I know that sounds lame, but maybe it's for the best?