Monday, July 12, 2010
I’m back. And fat.
The whole “I ate whatever I wanted for a week and a half and now I’m paying the price, and I’ll never do that again since learning this very valuable lesson” bit seems too predictable.
I told you I was gonna eat, and I did. All 10 days.
And I gained four pounds.
These things happen, right?
Holidays and vacations and whatever will come our way, and we will take a break from our healthy selves.
It’s my first gain in 19 weeks, and I had fun doing it.
But the true test comes now. I … you … whoever … can come off a week like this and say screw it and keep eating that way, or we can say “damn, that was fun. Time to get back to the hard work.”
So … damn, that was fun. Time to get back to the hard work.
And hard work it will be.
I did take the time to walk several times while at my mom’s, actually. This picture is of my son checking out the bridge over the Green River in Livermore during one walk.
Had I not walked, I would have probably gained even more.
But I will tell you that I felt awful not eating right and exercising daily.
I actually like feeling healthy, and that’s what will get me dusted off and back on my healthy path.
It won’t be easy. I’m now way behind.
My net loss is now 36 pounds. To be on goal (2.3 pounds a week, at 19 weeks), I should be at 43.7 pounds.
I can do this.
I’m lacing up my shoes, thanking God for our safe trip and jumping back in the saddle.
Have a great week.