Plan D Day 41

So, this isn’t going to yield meaningful results if I can beat back the carbs. I had one of those body image moments where I’m sitting in a chair watching my son have his hair cut and of course there are lots of mirrors in the place. My gut is hanging around in a revolting manner even though the shirt I’m wearing is way looser than it used to be. No amount of sucking in the gut helps. No sitting up straighter helps.

This is in contrast to Friday at the gym where I saw in a mirror how broad and square looking my back is becoming. That was a good feeling. Yesterday was a bad feeling.

This is turning into such a head game. I need to find the balance between self-confidence and self-revulsion to carry me to a healthier space both gut-wise and brain-wise.