cha cha cha cha changes...

it's been a full week since my last post about the 12wbt process, and i can tell you a lot has happened in that time! not only am i now a dab hand at tweaking the nutrition plan, following the plan, exercising every day and falling into bed exhausted but happy every day... i'm also 2.5 kilos down. yep. two point five! the strange thing is i never really thought i would lose much actual weight. i knew i would get healthier, get fitter, possibly lose some excess fat and gain a bit more muscle, but the scales beg to differ. i am now officially the lightest i've ever been as an adult, and i feel much more confident and happy as a result. best of all, the changes are starting to be visible! i couldn't be more chuffed with it really. except for this one nagging doubt... you see, i'm not sure i can keep it up. i don't mean the eating well and exercising regularly. i don't even mean the constant calorie counting. i mean the loss. i'm so afraid if it being a blip, an anomaly, an unsustainable change that once my body adjusts to the new regime it will come back. i like feeling this confident and happy. i don't want to lose that. in fact i want that feeling to keep getting stronger to the point that the unhappy fat girl in my head is but a distant memory, banished forever and replaced with a new confident in my own skin healthy me that tells me i'm good enough. but what if that doesn't happen?! analysis paralysis. yep that's me. overthinking it all yet again. i so desperately want to believe that i can maintain this momentum, and that these changes are here to stay. but... baby steps. for now, without overthinking it, i am truly stoked so far.