I weighed in on Saturday for a 0.2 pound loss. *eye roll* Yeah, not exactly on fire about my progress. It left me wondering why I am bothering. Suffering through workouts to lose two tenths of a pound? At this rate, I might reach my goal weight roughly two days before I retire, for pete’s sake.
Okay, deep breath. It was a disappointing weigh-in, to be sure. But it’s not like there are no areas where I can improve. I’m going to keep logging my food this week, make sure I’m not going over on calories. I’m also going to cut way back on soda. And I need to step up my workouts. A few days a week isn’t cutting it.
On Saturday I worked in the yard, pulling weeds and rearranging the rocks in our flower beds. I counted that as my workout for the day. On Sunday I went for a 2.5 mile walk, then came home and helped my fiance clean out and detail his truck, then I also swept and mopped the floors, vacuumed, and cleaned the wood floors. Definitely got plenty of activity on Sunday!
The disappointing weigh-in this past week has left me determined to have a good weigh-in this week. My goal is to drop two pounds. I joked with my fiance, “I worked out three days in a row and I’m not skinny yet.” He told me, “You will be.” I like knowing he is in my corner. I want to make both of us proud of me.
Sweat & Sparkle 