My mom is awesome. She’s my hero and best friend. I love her so much I’ll even watch a little Oprah with her. Bottom line—I have a great mom and had a great time hanging out with her (although to be honest, my mom is so awesome that we hang out on most Sundays). I even managed to get a work out in!
It’s strange. So much is happening, but I don’t have much to write. But I am slowly turning the ship around on three months of crazy eating. And I’m slowly getting back to my old work out routine. Still just taking everything a day at a time. It is downright scary how fast I gained 15 pounds. Too bad it won’t disappear nearly as fast as it reappeared. On a positive note, I had my first PT appointment today. Apparently my hips are quite weak and that is probably what caused my lingering injury. I hope they can fix me so I can get back to working out hard and can complete another triathlon next year. And just maybe they can fix me in time for me to resume those lakefront bike rides I so loved. Last summer it was hard to look at my bike every day but never ride because of my injury.
Here’s to fitting comfortably into my clothes again! Hopefully soon…
The only thing that stopped me from some ill-advised late night snacking was the tight fit of my clothes and the high number on the scale. It was tough to resist but I did it.
I had my yearly check up today. The scale didn’t lie. I’ve been in a tailspin the past few months. But that has to stop now. Because my weight has increased at an alarming weight since February. No more hiding and no more excuses.
That moment you are out to dinner with some of your closest friends and one asks how the weight loss is going. And you say, well I have been fully back on Weight Watchers for two whole days. And there is an awkward pause…and she says, “I thought you seriously ‘re-started a few weeks ago?” And then you have to admit that after a week of doing well you fell off the wagon yet again.
Here’s to hoping I will have a better answer next time she asks! Maybe that is just the motivation I need.
Today was a good day. Good Easter service with the family. Great dinner with family and friends(and my troublesome sibling did not come so for once there was no drama) and great conversation. Oh and a Michigan win!
Unfortunately everything hasn’t been great this weekend. My eating was off—not as bad as it had been but definitely off course. But every day is a new day so I’m not stressing about two subpar days. And while I didn’t miss my sister, I did miss seeing my wonderful nephews and niece. This was the first holiday without them. Sadly, my sister and her husband are so outrageous that I may be just fine with not seeing the kids on holidays if it means we finally get to just have happy and peaceful holidays without all of the drama and tension. We’ll see what happens.
Now, off to finish just a smidge of work and then squeeze in a work out before heading to bed at a decent hour. I was sick most of last week and I think it might be related to my lack of sleep.
One cake down, one to go. I love the way the house smells when I bake! And despite family drama with my sister, I know I’ll thoroughly enjoy Easter with Mama and Papa Jay! Now, time to finish baking.
Five days. That is quite a streak considering my recent past. And I have even managed to work out for three nights in a row! I have decided to stay off the scale for a while. Right now I just want to focus on each day. Besides, my clothes will keep me honest. After all, they certainly let me know that my eating had gotten way out of hand over the past few weeks.
Another day down, a lifetime to go.