My Sunday morning weigh-in showed a gain of 0.6 lbs. and I was SOOO HAPPY!!! I know this seems odd, but let me explain.
Last week was a tough week. Lots of BIG changes and epiphanies in my personal and professional life. On top off that I had quit smoking on the 10th and then decided to quit the nicotine patches on the 16th. All of this accumulated with a BIG binge on two separate occasions, the last being on Tuesday the 16th.
I woke up Wednesday morning feeling incredible crappy both physically and mentally. I jumped on the scale to a 4pd gain caused by hamburgers, French fries, and chocolate milk shakes. I was set to just except my fate, I would eat healthy the rest of the week and plan for a few pound gain on weigh-in day.
Then something happened! I wish I could go back and pinpoint what caused the sudden change in mood, then I would bottle it and sell it for millions. All I know is that I decided that I wasn't going to sit quietly and except my fate, I was going to work my ass off to make the gain as little as possible. I am still a big girl with a lot of foot pain so extreme exercise is out for now, but I can walk. I walked and walked and walked and walked. We went to parks, swamps, playgrounds and local shops. I even made Rosie walk around the neighborhood with me for 45 minutes in the rain just to hit my step goal.
So when it was all said and done, I gained 0.6 lbs. I couldn't be happier.
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