One Size Too Small

I don't know why I am having such a tough time with dropping these 15 pounds.  I've been playing with the same 5 lbs for about a year now...just up and down, up and down.  It really is a bit frustrating.  I feel sad and a bit unwilling...just not wanting to adjust...but at the same time somehow hoping for a miracle that the pounds will just drop off without my needing to change my intake. 

This weight, right here, right now is where my body just seems to be happily living.  I can eat what I want and stay right in this place.  However, I don't really want to stay in this place.  I like my smaller size.  I feel so much better, my workouts are easier, my clothes look better, shopping is easier, my body feels better, my bra fits properly.  Right now, I feel so uncomfortable.  

I've tried being motivated by money. Didn't work.  I tried being motived by my workouts, not working.  Now, I'm trying with a cute little dress.  I never buy clothes that are too small.  However, I purposely bought this dress, knowing that I don't like the tight fit, hoping that it just might help push me in the right direction.  It's so cute and with my Spanx on, it looks pretty good.  However, I like breathing, so Spanx are out of the question. Gotta drop the pounds and it will be really nice to be able to wear this dress on our cruise, coming up this fall. 

Now, to make a few changes.  Uuuuggghhh...that's the thing, I really have got to change to make a change in my body and I'm being stubborn!  No morel No less. All me!

Everyday, I promise myself that tomorrow will be better.  Only to repeat yesterday.  One great, big vicious circle.  

Whine. Pout. Cry. Doubt. Fear. Tight fit. Hopeless. Frustrated. Sad. Discomfort.

Trying to snap out of it and move forward,