Down 1 lb. I know, a pound is a pound...blah, blah, blah. I was so friggin' perfect this week it wasn't funny. My sodium has never been as on point as it was this week. I woke up feeling "loose" (read: not bloated, not that I had loose um...never mind.) But there were lots of changes this week. An official rest day mid-week instead of two in a row on Friday-Saturday, 3 strength training sessions instead of 2 so I realize my body is going to have to adapt over the next month. Oh yeah and I am NOT discounting the NSV (non-scale victory) of the shorts/jeans fitting. It's just so mentally draining. I mean it'd be different if I had 20 lbs to go but I don't, I have 108 lbs to go to my first weight loss goal of 220 lbs (I can see you all doing the addition in your heads) and 158 lbs to go until I'm in what's considered a "healthy" weight range instead of overweight, obese, etc. I get crap like a pound here, nothing there. At this rate, it would take me oh like 3 more years IF my body cooperated. I've already been doing this 3 years. So, I'll give it this month to let the extra strength workouts even out and let my bod get used to the "new norm" and then we'll have to look into cutting back on our only sanity, high cal days. If the hubby thinks I'm a bitch now, wait until you take away or greatly reduce my access to my weekly sweet. I can feel the hissing starting already! :-)
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