Wow, I had no idea it’s been over a week since my last post! Time is flying. Work is crazy, and I just haven’t had time to put thoughts to keyboard.
I am aiming to lose 3 pounds this week to bring me down to my next 10-pound goal and down to 169. I weighed in at 172.6 on Saturday, and I’d love to reach my next mini-goal this week. I know it’s asking a lot to drop 3 pounds in one week, so I’ve stepped up my workouts and am religiously logging everything.
This week started off with my car sitting in the shop, and today my fiance’s truck, which we’ve already dropped a ton of cash into, was towed to the mechanic. The mechanic couldn’t find anything wrong with my car, and it completely quit doing what it was doing this weekend (sounded sluggish when I started it). So that was good…sort of…because now I still don’t know why it was doing that. And the truck rose to the challenge and is more than making up for it by having plenty wrong.
*sigh*
I had a stomachache and a headache just thinking about it. Instantly, my stressed-out brain started churning out excuses for why pigging out would be totally justified. Who can worry about weight loss when we have bigger things to worry about? Come on, it won’t hurt, and I deserve it, all this stress to deal with. Leave that healthy lunch sitting in the fridge and go grab some fast-food drive-through for lunch to feel better.
To make matters worse, someone brought in a box of cookies, sitting temptingly in the work kitchen, cooing to me. I even went so far as to have my hand on the lid, lying to myself that it would be just one.
But I walked away. I knew damn well it wouldn’t be just one. It would be one after the other, after the other. I’ve worked too hard to lose the weight I’ve lost so far. It would be comforting to fall into bad habits, but I’m not going to do it.
Sweat & Sparkle 