Monday, August 23, 2010
So the last couple of weeks have been difficult. First I went on a cruise and then travelled 700 miles to take my oldest to college. We ended up being away from home almost two straight weeks.
The first week I did fairly well. I ate well and exercised. Took spinning classes for the first time. And when I didn't exercise, I walked. I kept to the stairs and avoided the elevators.
Week 2 was a bit more difficult. First we had a 12 hour drive in a vehicle which was packed to the hilt leaving very little room for healthy foods. And travelling is so exhausting. Tired of hotels; tired of suitcases. The first part of the second week I did fairly well. However, the latter part was a complete disaster. Please, I'm not complaining or looking for comfort. I know what I did and I accept complete responsibility for my actions.
I'm back on track this morning, looking forward to getting back into my routine. I have to work on strength building (I'm ok on the cardio) and I have a DVD waiting for me when I get home.
Previously I had been weighing myself on Wednesdays, but woke up this morning and decided it was time to get back on the scale to see my new starting point. Wow, was I surprised. I'm happy to report I'm down another 0.6 #s. I'll take that 1/2 pound, thank you. One of two things can be happening here. (1) My less than stellar choices could need another day or two to catch up to me or (2) if you've really been working hard at doing all the right things, a slip up or three doesn't really hurt that much or (3) while my choices were not the best, I did not overeat at all and my calorie intake was probably still within my target range (6 out of 7 days).
Believe me, I'm not promoting messing up. I'm just thrilled that I managed to be away for two weeks and not do any real damage. Afterall, my daughters were told the average passenger on a cruise gains 7-14 pounds.
I hope all who read this have their own good news today.