Well, for the first time ever since surgery, the scale moved the wrong way. I don't know what's going on but all week I've been up anywhere between one and two pounds (yes, I weighed every day). This really sucks the big one! And, here's the funny thing. This week I actually tracked my protein and water intake EVERY DAY. I usually only get to that once or twice weekly. Also, I made it to 3 Body Pump (weight training) classes this week, a spin class, and worked out at home on the treadmill twice. So, that's 6 good exercise days out of 7. I was pretty darn proud of myself! Have I mentioned that this sucks the big one? What the hell. Hubby thinks I might be getting TOM soon, and that would explain it. Hey, that might make me feel better (what!?).
I guess I better bite the bullet and put my weekly weigh in here, even though I don't want to. So if I take the 2 pounds I was up this morning, that brings me to a total loss of...
I'm keeping fingers crossed for a better week next week, but I'm not so confident that will happen. You see, my hubby lost his job yesterday. Let's not even get into how pissed I am at what they did to him. I will say though that stress is NOT a good thing for the body, especially when you're trying to lose weight. Also, in my typical knee jerk response to jump into action, I signed up for a bunch of hours at my job next week. I needed to do something to feel helpful in this awful situation. I feel lucky that I have the ability to grab hours when I need or want to. However, I don't have the best eating track record when I'm at work. My breaks are only 10 minutes which totally breaks the #1 band rule of eating slowly! Let me just be negative for once in my life (normally Suzie Sunshine here) and say this all TOTALLY SUCKS! Phew, OK, now that's out...I'll move on.
I'm going shopping today and will be buying lots of healthy things that I can bring to work. I'm hoping for the best. I will NOT gain another ounce this week. That is my promise to myself.
Hope you guys all have a great weekend.