I weighed in on Saturday to a loss of a little over one pound. I know, I know, one pound is still a loss, still progress, still moving in the right direction. But I just can’t help but feel disappointed when my weight loss is so small after a week of hard work! I looked at the scale and scowled, “That’s it?”
But it was still a loss, and I really am happy for that. It means I am 1.2 pounds away from a mini goal, and I aim to hit that mini goal this week.
A huge challenge this week is that, thanks to this plantar fasciitis pain in my heel not going away, I am going to nix running the entire week. Not one step. I need this to heal up, and I don’t know what else to do. I will still strength train and do other cardio workouts, but since running even decreased mileage seems to be aggravating it, I am taking a complete break from running to see if that finally brings some relief.
Yesterday I cooked a big batch of chicken with portobello mushrooms, and since no one else in my family likes it, I have plenty left to pack for my lunches this week. I like not wondering what to pack for lunch, although after the second or third day, I will be deathly sick of chicken with mushrooms!
Sweat & Sparkle 