I skipped my post last week for two reasons:
1. I was in California for work and was not tracking my calories or working out (even though I packed gym shoes!)
2. I’ve been thinking I should go to an every other week weigh-in to avoid the overwhelming discouragement that occurs when I don’t lose a single pound. I think those weeks would be eliminated if I waited two weeks between weigh-ins.
Plus, it gets embarrassing to post how I didn’t lose any weight because I ate too much or didn’t work out enough. Honestly, I think to myself, “who the heck wants to read about a weight loss journey that is as slow and inconsistent as this??”
The California trip wasn’t too bad in terms of overeating. I turned down more cocktails and desserts than I ever would have in the past. I didn’t indulge in the endless snack offerings in first class and I tried to keep my portions in check. How could anyone in their right mind turn down a $50+ filet mignon at an esteemed steakhouse in San Francisco though?!
Before the trip I may have climbed up onto the scale just to see where I was starting out. I may have even noticed that I was down 1.5lbs from my last blogged weigh-in. I may have danced around the bathroom and floated on cloud nine that whole day.
That little loss was the motivation I needed to try to stay on the bandwagon during my time in The Golden State. I might have been hanging on by my fingertips, but I was hanging on!
The night I came home, we went out for dinner and I may have eaten a giant bowl of pasta and washed it down with a nice pinot noir. The next day I was determined to get things under control and due to some wicked jet lag I fell asleep before I could even eat the last 350 calories of my daily budget. Win!
On Sunday we had a family birthday party and the food was really good. I was going to skip dessert but my sister-in-law made an incredible giant chocolate chip cookie “cake” and it epitomized chewy, chocolaty goodness. I may have eaten two pieces.
Last night I went to the gym even though it was literally the last thing I wanted to do. I was feeling tired and fat and lazy. Surely I’d packed on several pounds and would be horrified during this week’s weigh in. But thanks to a gentle nudge from my sweet hubby, I went.
The class was over crowded and I hadn’t taken this particular one before, so I was a little “on edge” for the whole hour. It was a weight training class though and I’d just been thinking I needed to add weight training to my heavily aerobic schedule. Mission accomplished last night. I can hardly lift my arms today.
This morning I cautiously stepped onto the scale and was pleasantly surprised.
Today’s Weigh-In: 2 pounds down
Total Weight Loss: 12 pounds
I’m beyond happy with that result! I know it only averages out to a 1 lb loss per week, but as long as the numbers keep going down I’m not gonna complain.