So, umm, yeah. Hmmm. Last weigh-in was 286.4 lbs, with a goal for this morning of 284.9. In short, I didn't make it. Spectacularly! As a matter of fact, I ultimately GAINED a pound!!! WTF?!?!!? Unfortunately, I know exactly WTF. TF was that I still eat like a pig, combined with a laziness that caused me to miss out on 3 morning runs out of 5 this week and 2 of 6 gym opportunities. The laziness, what can I say? I'm lazy and find it more and more difficult to get up early in the morning. Staying up late to dink around on the computer doesn't help and certainly could be avoided, but it is what it is. Food is my kryptonite. I'm a sucker for food, and my current life obligations and activities don't do much to discourage the cravings. Growing up, I was always either reading something or watching TV. And along with that, naturally, came the nibbles. Oreos, string cheese, pseudo pizzas made with spaghetti sauce and mozzarella on english muffins, whatever. Now I spend several hours per week driving from one place to another. And magically, visible from the freeways and surface streets are signs from these places...these places that allow you to drive up and they give you food! And when I'm not sitting in the car, I'm sitting at my desk, inevitably reading some document or other. And inevitably the compulsion to nibble surfaces again. I try to distract myself or fake myself out with gum or hard candy, but that never lasts enough and never has quite the taste I'm looking for (think Oreo Cookies or French Fries, not spearmint).
Now, as bad as this is, it was worse just a few days ago. Sunday evening, DAPGF and I went out for Mexican food with some friends. Of course I picked the anti-good food and had a 3 enchilada combo plate. Yeah, not exactly slimming, and combined with not running that morning, I had hit 288.6 lbs. I did hit the gym on the way home, but I also hit the store. Shopping while hungry...not the best thing. Still, I managed to slip back down to 288.0. Things went a little better in the food department...I did a much better job of controlling what I ate. I didn't make the gym that evening, but still managed to drop back to 286.8 on Wednesday morning. Wednesday was a bad day. I ate bad and didn't run or make the gym. Thursday morning I did go for a run, and it was probably a good thing, because the evils of hump day ballooned me back up to 288 lbs. I finally made it to the gym after work, and tried to control my eating. The only place I really stumbled was after DAPGF came home. She got a half of a ring cake (Bundt-type cake) from the grocery store, and we proceeded to have several slices while watching the tube. Friday morning I did make it out for a run, and the weigh-in had me down to 287.4 lbs. It would've been a lot better without the cake, but I'm weak and my progress (or lack thereof) attests to that. Still, I noticed that the trend was generally moving in the right direction, particularly in my habits, as the week progressed. We're out to dinner with friends again tonight, but I will get to the gym Saturday and Sunday mornings, so hopefully I can build some positive momentum. My 1.5 pound goal for next Friday is 285.9 lbs. Unofficially I'm going to try and beat it. Wish me luck!
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I completely understand. Just gotta keep trying.
I'm impressed with your 1.5 pounds per week goal. I've lost so much faith in my ability to actually lose weight that my goal is simply to lose weight. Even if it's .2 lbs that week. I just can't expect anything better than that and not get my hopes dashed a bunch. I have stubborn fat.
Just finished watching season 1 of Jericho last night (little sad about Johnston). The sadly insubstantial two discs of season 2 are supposed to be next on our Netflix queue. I'm sure I'll just be pissed at the way they do (or do not, there is no try) tie things up.
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