Last week was a massive, dreaded, huge challenge for me. I was traveling for work most of the week, and I am notorious for failing miserably when anything throws me even slightly off my routine. It seemed like every single event revolved around food while I was out of town, from catered meals for our board members, to platters of cookies during breaks, to a reception and fancy dinner and even an elaborate breakfast the last day.
I had packed my running shoes and workout clothes, and I put them to work each day I was at the hotel. I was worried I had eaten too much at the fancy dinner (we had hors d’oeuvres AND appetizers AND dessert afterward, for goodness sake!) Who needs all that? Ugh!
I was very nervous at weigh-in on Saturday morning. I had done my best to keep up my workouts while I was gone, but every meal was a restaurant meal, and of course I didn’t get home until the night before weigh-in, so I went straight from traveling to the scale.
The result? I lost 1.4 pounds!
That is a huge accomplishment for me. To not gain, and to actually lose weight, after traveling, is amazing for someone who typically can’t even pick up lunch without falling off the wagon. I really wanted to hit a mini goal this week, though, and I didn’t want traveling to get in my way.
Yesterday I had to keep tugging on my jeans to keep them up while I was out running around with my husband and stepson, so I have officially retired my first pair of pants since starting over again. They are just way too big. I can’t wait to have to clean out even more.
Onto a new week, and my goal is to lose 2 pounds!