Tuesday, July 17, 2012
I have been avoiding this, but being inspired by some SP friends, I've decided to come clean.
It all started with our mini weekend vacay at the end of June that did NOT go as planned (see previous blog). Knowing that we were going away, I decided that I was going to enjoy myself food and all. Well, I did. Burgers, ice cream, Japanese food, snacks at the movies, etc. When we were done vacationing, my taste for the "not so healthy" did not go away. It was NOT all food all the time, but it was poor choices MOST of the time and very little exercise.
Then the next weekend was girls weekend. My very best friend and another good friend from college get together about 2-3 times a year, and I'm pretty sure calories don't count when your with your best friend... right?!? When we get together, it really is just about spending time... you know, pedicures, dinner at the Cheesecake Factory (don't judge), watching TV and having a few too many drinks (we spend the night, no worries). Did I mention my BF is on her own weight loss journey, ahem, MADTHENURSE? Again, came home from that, and apparently I was going to continue the party.
This weekend, my BiL was in town with his family. I made mostly healthy meals, but we always go for ice cream. Instead of having a baby frozen yogurt, like I've done EVERY time we've gone this summer, I got a HUGE cup of ice cream with peanut butter cups mixed in. They left Sunday but, once again, I continued with the festivities.
So over the last 3 weeks, I've consumed more food and worked out less than I have in 2 years. All of this on the heels of my 2 year Sparkaversary, umm, WTH?!? Cookies, ice cream, italian subs, pizza, pop, full fat coffee concoctions, cinnamon rolls, LOTS of wine, tacos, crab cakes and, oh yes, CHEESECAKE! All in a 3 week time frame, with a total workout time of about 3 hours... in 3 weeks!
So I got on the scale since last Wednesday, saw the number, scoffed at it, said "that can't be right", and refused to get back on until this afternoon. I weigh myself everyday, I knew I gained weight, I could feel it, but how much was the question. With 3 weeks of food and laziness, I've gained 6.5 pounds. YEP, that's right. I got on the scale 4 times to make sure. I can't LOSE 2 pounds in a good week, yet I managed to GAIN that much for the last 3.
So, as of yeasterday, even without knowing how much I gained, I got off my a$$, literally, and got back to business. I've planned out my week. Good food, exercise at least 30 minutes a day, and WATER. I don't think I've had more that 20 ounces of water on ANY day in the last 3 weeks.
This isn't a pity party, but a HUGE reality check. You have to work your a$$ off to lose the weight, but my God does it come back quickly. I'm hoping a lot of it is just water weight, but I'm not holding my breath. Obviously I'm really upset about it, but honestly, I did this. No one force fed me or duct taped me to the couch. I could have worked out at any time and said "NO" once in a while to the food. This all about choices, and I've made some really poor ones in the last few weeks, and it stops NOW.