I think little victories help when you think that you’re not suceeding in what you’re attempting to achieve.
I’ve had a rough couple of days here, nothing major, just those days where the universe (and your 3yo) think that you need a challenging day.. or three.
But I stepped on the scales this morning, and found that I have lost 2.6 kilos some time in the past month-ish. This might not seem like much, but every time I try to exercise, I end up getting a cold or something that knocks me around. I had certainly not expected to have lost any weight recently. But there it is!
So I feel a little good, despite having a couple of bad days. Yay!