Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Apparently I am not ready to venture off the reservation. I thought I was, but in five days away from home I gained almost 7lbs. I was certainly relaxed while away, but I worked out three of those days, and honestly don't think I had eaten that badly. Quite likely the biggest culprit was the two driving days eating at stops along I-95.
The last time I gained weight I literally lost my head...convulsed in tears...the works. This time, I stepped on the scale, shook my head in disbelief, and shrugged. Instead of panicking, or getting upset I am choosing to focus on all the good decisions I made while we were traveling: I worked out, I passed on cake, I didn't feel the need to clean my plate, I drank lots of water.
I am doing better than I was before. That's a good thing...no matter what the scale says.