Wednesday, August 11, 2010
WI # 13 - August 11, 2010
This is pretty much how I felt this morning.
I know I over-did it on food this week, and under-did it on exercise. I wasn't expecting a loss. I was definitely expecting a gain - and so I wasn't surprised to see the scale up this morning: up 2.6 lbs.
Even though I anticipated a gain, it doesn't mean it makes me feel better about it. I'm end-results motivated, and no one wants the weight loss process to take forever! Sometimes I'll think about 'if I lose an average of 1.5 lbs a week, how long will it take me to get to goal? How about 2 lbs? What about .5 lbs a week?'
I like to look at my little graphs and charts and imagine that I can predict what weight I'll be at by Christmas.
But truthfully, I know that I can't predict that. I don't know what my body and the scale have in store for me each week. And that is really, really frustrating - but I'm accepting that. Because I have to!
The last time I did WW, I had a bad week. We had gone away to celebrate our anniversary at the Banff Springs hotel (seriously, you're going to want to google that!) and spent the weekend in the honeymoon suite, eating delicious gourmet food and indulging in their amazing Sunday brunch buffet.
When I got home, happy and relaxed, I knew I'd see a gain on the scale that week. So I didn't weigh in. I skipped it, thinking I'd make up for it in the week that followed and be down again.
I didn't step on the scale again for 14 MONTHS.
I'm proud of myself for knowing that I'd be up this week and still weighing in. I'm proud of myself for not freaking out, and for my initial response of 'oh, well! Zumba tonight, lots of water and veggies and healthy food this week, a few longer workouts and that number will be down again next Wednesday.'
It's been three months of WW, and I really do feel like the hurdles are getting less intimidating - not easier - but guys, I know I can do this. So can you.