It’s been a long day, and a long week, so this is going to be a short post.
Sometimes, you are 100 percent ready to take on your health and make totally awesome decisions about food, exercise, and everything else. Sometimes, you cook healthy food and work out every day, kicking some serious butt while you do it. Sometimes, you’re in a stable, positive mental state that allows you to plan, resist temptation, and have fun at the same time.
And sometimes….you’re not.
Weight gain this week: 0.4 pounds
Current weight: 200.8 pounds
TOTAL weight loss: 35.0 pounds
I think in these last few weeks of work, things are just going to be a little rough. I’ve got a lot to do, and we’re still trying to get fully moved into the apartment. This week wasn’t the easiest one, but I have ideas of how to make things better. Walter and I most definitely need to go to the grocery store tomorrow with a plan to actually cook things for the week. And a hardcore list in hand.
Ultimately, I am proud of myself for getting out of bed this morning and going to a Weight Watchers meeting.
I know, for a fact, that if it weren’t for this blog, I wouldn’t have gone. I would have stayed at home and thought “Oh well, it’s just one week – I’ll do better next week” and that would have been the beginning of the end. So at least that’s good!
In other more awesome news, it has been exactly SIX MONTHS since I started Weight Watchers again, and created this blog! In honor of this amazing occasion, you really should reread my first post. I just did – and it was really good for me. This excerpt was especially good for me to read today:
I think I’m more pissed off this time around. I’m pissed that I’m overweight. I’m pissed that my sciatic nerve hurts. I’m pissed that diabetes runs rampant in my family and I’m not doing a thing about it. I’m pissed that I get winded going up a flight of stairs. (Yes, one flight. Ugh.) I’m pissed that I get holes in my jeans because I’m stretching them out so much. I’m pissed that I am scientifically “obese”. I’m pissed that I can’t cross my legs like a normal person. I’m pissed that there isn’t a single angle left in which to tilt my head when posing for a photo that hides my double chin. I’m pissed that I don’t feel good.
You know what’s really awesome about that whole thing? My sciatic nerve rarely hurts anymore. I get less winded when I go up flights of stairs. It’s getting easier to cross my legs. And that double chin is getting harder and harder to find. :)
Even though these last few weeks have been rough, I am still successful and I will continue to work hard. And hopefully this week will be better.