Fantastic (and yet) Frustrating

What's completely fantastic and can have you floating on a cloud in exuberant glee and yet at the same time be so super frustrating you want to scream?

Someone noticing you've lost weight and complimenting you on it. That's the fantastic exuberant part, obviously. Three different people have vocalized that they can tell I've lost weight and that I look good. A woman I work with, my uncle, and my mom.

Now my uncle hasn't really seen me since Christmas, and we all hung out last weekend at the lake for an impromptu "Labor Day" cook-out. He asked if I've lost weight, because I look so much smaller. Then my grandmother chimed in to say I was looking really great! They also heavily complimented the dress I was wearing and it made me feel really good about myself!

Then at work yesterday, a co-worker asked me if I've been working out and I said that not so much recently (which is true) but that I had been working out twice a day every day for about four months straight. She replied saying that I looked so much smaller and I told her how much I've lost and she was very supportive and excited that I had managed to lose so much. So that, of course, made me feel awesome!

Then today Mom randomly asked me how much weight I've lost so far, and I told her, and she said that was great and that I'm doing it on a decent timeline and that it will be easier to keep off since I'm losing weight the sensible way as opposed to losing all of it at once, in an unhealthy (and not permanent) manner. That also made me feel excellent!

So all this sounds positive and amazing, right? Where does the frustration come in, eh?

Well, I'll enlighten you. The frustration comes from the fact that the last time I stepped on a scale, I weighed two pounds more than the last time I had stepped on a scale. Now I know a pound or two can fluctuate between morning, afternoon, and night, so it's nothing to panic about, but I also know that I have only managed to fit in workouts about two or three times a week. I also know that I haven't had time (quite literally, no lazy excuses, I literally have not had time) to go grocery shopping this week so I've been relying on fast food for all my meals.

So, it frustrates me that only now people are noticing my weight loss (although Mom has noticed and complimented me on it since the first month or so since I started) and I feel like I'm losing momentum. With starting school, all my energy seems to be used in getting from school to work and then home to sleep and then around the carousel again the next day. I never feel energized enough to work out like I know I should. Most of that is also due to not eating good food all week, I know, but a lot of it has to do with the exhaustion from constantly running here, there, and everywhere.

I just find it frustrating that people are noticing my weight loss at the very point where I fear I could be slipping back into weight GAIN and having trouble maintaining the rate of weight loss I have managed to maintain thus far... :(

HOWEVER...

there is a bright side to most every situation, right? Perhaps the compliments are coming at the exact right time, after all... Maybe my cries for extra motivation and a kick in the pants, so to speak, are being answered by the cosmos... Maybe some cosmic law is in play and won't let me slip down that slippery slope into gaining weight... Maybe these late, but well-meant and uplifting, words of praise are meant to boost me back up when I feel I'm falling down.

That's how I should look at it. Not be frustrated that I haven't been working out everyday and people are complimenting me on my weight loss. I need to get back in the gym, get back on my afternoon/evening jogs, get back into my exercising and healthy eating habits so I can garnish more compliments in the future when I'm finally at my target weight (and jeans size).

THIS IS MOTIVATION TO KEEP ON GOING AND NOT GIVE UP!

I got this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am going to do it, I am going to move onward and upward, world!!! Watch out, because here I come!