Who knows why...not going to kill myself trying to figure it out, nor will I beat myself up over it.
My eating was great this week; at least I think it was. I didn’t cave to the deadly Superbowl snacks that were brought into the house. I stuck to my regular eating plan all week….got in my water all week. I’ve not been tracking, but I’ve been sticking to my same food intake that it’s been for months. I’m very much a creature of habit because that’s what I need. Life is too darned busy for me to have to put too much thought and time into it. Other than my Saturday out-to-dinner indulgences (which aren’t usually too horrible, unless I add a DQ Blizzard to the mix every once in a while), I stick to the same thing most every day with a few alternates for lunch ideas.
Since the scale has been up all week long, I took some time yesterday to enter what I’ve been eating regularly into the tracker, and if anything, I may be eating slightly lower than I should on some days…but not markedly so. I was within 150 calories, and I’m sure the Sat. night splurges make up for that deficit, as do my Dunkin Donuts coffees with cream and 1 sugar – that I did not track, likely make up those 150 cal that I was short.
My exercise has not been what it was over the warmer months, but this would not cause me to gain if I’m staying in (or even slightly below) my calorie range.
I was really disappointed at first – even said NO WAY in defiance when I stepped on the scale (haha!), but I’m dealing with it better now. Instead, I’m presenting myself with the ol’ “Option 1 or 2” decision. Well, I’m not going to go back to old habits and I’m not giving up, so I guess that just means I’ll continue to press forward and hope for better results next week. That’s that and now it’s time to move on.
I did look back at my #s the other day and am finding it frustrating that I’m only 5 lbs lower than I was back in mid October. This is disappointing to me. I just want to be able to say that I’ve lost 70 lbs, but it keeps jumping around…64lbs, 66 lbs, 63 lbs, 65 lbs. Ugh. And that is only my FIRST goal. According to my Dr. appt. in November, she’d like to see me at a weight which would total 80lbs lost. Groan… This is where the battle in my mind takes place and I have to fight my impatience. I’m feeling like I’ll never get there, but am trying very hard not to let it get me down. I’m reminding myself that it isn’t a race. If I stick with it, then eventually I’ll get there. I just need to continue to eat healthy and continue to exercise and know that THIS is what matters, not the #s. (But unfortunately, those #s are one of my biggest motivators. I know, shame, shame, but it’s a fact.)
On another note – “Nemo” is in still blowing away outside. I didn’t get a very good night’s sleep, the wind was crazy and my husband is out plowing. It’s just me and the boys. I’m very grateful that we still have electricity and hope it continues. The severity of this storm helps put my pity party into perspective. It’s hard to not to eat everything in sght – something about a snowstorm does that to me, but I’ll persevere! It’s still snowing, but has lightened up. The wind is whipping and it’s FREEZING, but the sun is coming out - so I suppose I should head out there and get in some cardio.
Here’s a photo of the snow. Yes. It is to the top of our above ground pool.
Well, that’s this week’s report. Moving on and hoping for better news next week. 40 days until Spring.