Oh ya! One day at a time. Huh.
I had a mild panic attack last night as I blew through 10 flex points in even less minutes. "How on earth am I EVER going to do this???" I thought. "I can't do this."
And then I remembered that I'm 90 pounds lighter right now than when I was my heaviest. And then I remembered that I need to take it one day at a time. Or one moment at a time, even.
So, I can do this, right?
Every moment on WW's in the last year and a half was worth it to be where I am now. So I will do this.
And really it's not that bad. 2 years ago I had 100 or so pounds to lose. Now, I only have twenty something (how I used to scoff at people that only had 20 pounds to lose). But...then there's the maintenance and that's forever. I won't, however, think about that right now. Today is about today...and that will be that.
It's not a race. It's not a race. It's not a race.