I weig
hed in a day early, yesterday morning, expecting a maintain at the worst. Instead, I nearly passed out and fell off the scale: a gain of 4.8 pounds! Whoa! You’d think I was getting paid to gain weight. I was horrified. Still am.
I really didn’t think I did that bad this past week. I didn’t work out much, thanks to traveling and being sick and not able to breathe, but I wasn’t pigging out either. I don’t know if it was maybe the antibiotics, the cough syrup, all the decongestants and antihistamines, Nyquil…my poor body has been fed a steady diet of cold medicines and medical concoctions for at least two weeks. Hell, I feel like it could be 5 pounds’ worth of excess snot! (Sorry, I know that’s gross, but after two weeks of not being able to breathe, this is way past getting old.)
Yesterday I managed a light, easy 30-minute workout, then worked in the yard for a few hours, raking and bagging leaves, pulling weeds, trimming plants damaged from frost. Today I hit the gym for the first time in weeks and took the elliptical for a spin, then came home and cleaned the house. I don’t count cleaning on my workout chart, but I vacuumed, swept, mopped, scrubbed the sinks and showers, and polished up our wood floors. That surely counts for something!
I went grocery shopping early this morning, before the crazy Christmas crowd had time to get there and clog the aisles, so I have some healthy snacks ready to go. I am not ready to leap into high-intensity workouts or go all-out just yet, since I am not 100% healthy yet, but my cough has slowed down enough to allow light workouts, so I will focus on being consistent with that this week and hopefully see a loss next Saturday.
Sweat & Sparkle 