Last weekend I began a month of craziness and travel by attending my dear friend Amanda's wedding in ATL. As with most people, I struggle when I travel, so I went into the weekend armed with a game plan. I packed my dinner Friday night (and ate only that dinner), I was determined to work out on Saturday (and did, 30 mins on the elliptical), I ate a healthy breakfast Saturday morning (egg white omelet, yum!), and then walked 3 miles round trip to the World of Coke (but it's ALL THE WAY downtown!). And that's where the game plan went off track. On the way back from World of Coke we stopped at The Varsity for chili burgers, onion rings and ice cream, oy. Then of course the wedding (dinner, cake, alcohol, sigh).
Sunday we went to brunch, and there was a serious lack of willpower on my part (and tough food choices). Bagels and cream cheese, breakfast casseroles and cookies, oh my! I was so full afterward that I was determined not to eat the rest of the day, and almost stuck to that. Until about 8 pm when I decided that I was hungry (I wasn't) and the only thing around was leftover pizza.
Monday and Wednesday were great days, and I had no indulgences. I got in a good work out on Monday and was feeling re-energized. Until I woke up on Tuesday that is. I have had zero energy since, and have therefore not been able to get my lazy butt to the gym. Case in point: this morning I was still so tired that I used shampoo as body wash. Not because I was too lazy to go to the store for body wash, there is plenty in my shower, but because in my still delirious state, that's what I chose to put on my loofa.
Tuesday I had a work dinner, and well, many courses of amazing food later and I actually regret nothing. It was delicious.
The moral of the story is, that indulging is perfectly acceptable. But when you indulge too much, it works against you. I gained two pounds back this week. And I'm ok with that because I can be honest with myself about what I ate and my lack of working out.
My parents are in town this weekend to play with Maiya while Adam and Erin are at ACL, which actually means I'll easily get myself back on track. Them being in town probably means added eating out, however, they are two of my biggest supporters, and I'm always hesitant to eat poorly around them (the exception, Erin's spaghetti last night, noms). That also keeps me feeling positive about traveling to San Diego next week, since my mom will be there with me every meal.
I am determined to weigh less than 200 lbs by the time we go to St. Maarten (Dec 22, ahh!), which means I have a little over two months to lose 16.5 lbs. It's doable, but considering how slow my weight loss has been (mostly my fault), is going to be a serious challenge. Especially with a trip to PCola, an extended visit from Sakief, and Thanksgiving in the middle.
Today was my original deadline to weigh less than 200, and obviously I've missed that. But I have lost about 10 lbs, which is nothing to be upset about.
Stats this week:
Total weight loss: 68.5 lbs
To go: 16.5/31.5
Work outs: 2 (ugh)