Finally down a little bit! I weighed-in this morning at 201.5 pounds. Not great, but it's better.
Yesterday I watched what I ate, and while it wasn't all the best of food, it was better than what I have been eating.
I spoke to a good friend, B, yesterday as well. She gave me a lot to think about. More on that to come once I've had a chance to think about it.
It's a gloomy morning here, but it's supposed to get nicer. I hope it does! Have a great day out there everyone!
I'm still at 203.5 pounds. I shouldn't be surprised - yesterday was a non-stop eatfest. Gotta pull myself together!! This is ridiculous!
Frick! It just keeps getting worse! This morning I weighed in at 203.5 pounds! I gained another pound and a half!
This has just got to stop. Bahhhhhh!
So not please. Actually, I was quite pissed this morning. I had planned on weighing in yesterday, but I woke up at 3:30 in the morning, and ate before I weighed. I was so tired I didn't even realize it.
Last weigh-in was April 16. I can't believe it was that long ago! Here's what happened:
April 16 - 198.5 pounds
May 7 - 202 pounds
A gain of 1.5 pounds.
So mad! I can't even believe it. I wasn't necessarily following a diet, but I thought I was doing pretty well. Apparently not. All it does is piss me off. I'm so dehydrated that I'm sure that's part of it, but I'm still mad. Mad at myself, and no one else. There is no one else to blame.
But, a month until I leave to visit friends and go to a wedding. One month to kick ass. I walked to work today, so that's a start. But frick. I just want to get this going. Good luck losing 15 pounds this month Kara!
Oye.
I think this week has just been one of those weeks. And it's ain't over yet!
I've felt kind of off track all week, and I've missed a few "official" weigh-ins, and everything seems off. Last night, I felt faint walking up the stairs. It wasn't cool. It was early in the evening, and I made it for the rest of the night, but it was so weird.
This morning, I went and saw my friend TA, who owns the local coffee shop, and got myself a London Fog. Let's see if some love from London can get me back into a good mood! I need to get onto the Vitamin D as well. Something is just off, and I have no idea what. I'm aching for the weekend, and I have no idea why. I don't do anything! Hubby works and works and works, and I sit at home on my ass. Maybe it's because I don't have as much to do this weekend. Maybe.
Anyways. I'm off to work. Well, I'm already there, but I should do something other than drink my London Fog and type this up!
Bad girl! I know! I shouldn't be skipping weigh-ins. How am I going to stay accountable when I don't stay accountable!?
It's been a tough couple of weeks. Not tough as in life, tough as in motivation. I have none! Still! It's super annoying. I just want to get back on track, but I'm at a loss. I'm craving diet Coke like crazy, and wildberry Twizzlers. So stupid! Moving a block away from a convenience store might not have been the best idea!
I think things might be slowly turning around. Yesterday, I worked out at lunch. Tread climbed it! It was pretty nice, actually. I was planning on doing a workout when I got home too, but I didn't eat right during the day, and I was wiped. I did, however, sit in the sunshine and read a book - and soaked up some Vitamin D! I've been feeling kind of down, so I think that might help. I started taking my Vitamin D pills as well; hopefully that will help.
I really want to start focusing. Almost a month until my friend B's wedding. I want to be in the mid-low 180s by then. SO BADLY! But I lack the motivation to get there. In a month, I need to lose about 15 pounds. I think I'll feel good if I can at least make it to 10 pounds lost. I know how crazy that sounds, believe me. But, As of May 7 (exactly 1 month before we leave for Fairmont) I am cutting out all junk. No giving into cravings, no diet Coke, no Twizzlers, no white bread, no white pasta, no white rice. Veggies, lean meat, and some carbs are going to be all I'm going to eat. This week is my trial for that - we'll see how it goes. So far so good. Hubby's birthday is on the 15th, so yes, I will tell you right now, I am going to cheat and have a piece of cake - especially since I am going to be the one making it! But a small piece! I think if I can stick to it for a whole month, I will see the changes that I want to see. As long as I work my butt off, I know I can make something happen.
Anyways, I should maybe get back to work. So dead though...
