Friday, July 20, 2012
So last night, I was waiting for my hubby to get home from work so I could leave for my meeting. I knew I gained weight and I didn't want to deal with that on top of all the other stress that I have been dealing with in the last few weeks. I was dragging around the house and complaining that I really didn't want to go because I knew I didn't lose weight. My hubby grabbed me, put his face right in front of mine and said "You are going! You will not quit! You will not give up!" then gave me a hug. He has never done that before. He has supported me, but he has always been kind of passive in the support. He all but pushed me out the door and made me go.
So I went to my weigh in and the meeting last night and I was right. I gained 1.6 pounds. It's not the end of the world, but it still sucks. I sent him a text to let him know, like I always do, before the meeting started. The reply I got made me laugh. He sent back "It's ok, you will kick it's a$$ next week." lol
Looking back on last week, I think my problem was too much ice cream ( I didn't realize I had eaten it that often until I was looking at my points tracker), too much salt, and pushing a little too hard on the activity. I was putting a lot of effort into my activity and not taking any days off for recovery. So I am taking a couple days off to let my body rest and then back at it next week. After all, I have some a$$ to kick next week. lol