Well this is going nowhere fast. My legs are leaner, my arms are more toned, and I’m up a pound. Sigh.
I was a speaker this past weekend at the FitBoston meetup, where a great group of health and fitness bloggers got together and talked about all things blogging and fitness, and I was reminding myself to suck in my abs before I walked to the front of the room to speak.
What I didn’t do right
I didn’t journal; I just kinda stopped doing it. When left to my own devices, I graze. Grazing could be on carrots, or it could be on chocolate. I’ve cut back on nuts since the realization a couple of weeks ago that those suckers are great, super healthy, and loaded with calories. So I can’t honestly tell you what I was eating; it didn’t seem to be a lot of junk but the number doesn’t lie.
I also wish I hadn’t just relied on the scale as my tracking device. I usually take measurements and I know how to do my own body fat percentage and I didn’t do that for this challenge. I didn’t want you guys to get hung up on numbers. Now that I only have one number to work with, I’m hung up on it!
What I did right
I worked out almost every day last week. Pushed myself to a two-mile run (first one since last fall, yay!), did quite a bit of hooping, went to the farmers’ market for lots of veggie goodness, and set up a twice-a-week workout appointment with a friend for Pilates. I’m also really enjoying my workouts. They’re fun, varied, keep me striving for more, and I am seeing my body change for the better. So that’s good.
What I’m going to do now
Back to journaling. For me that’s Weight Watcher’s online journal (there are a million ways you can journal, I just happen to like this one. My brain knows how to think in points and I have the app on my iPhone so I can record my food immediately.)
The takeaway here: losing weight slowly is ultimately the most rewarding way. Hopefully you’re just making gradual food adjustments and being active regularly and the weight is coming off. I’m struggling here and I’m not sure why. I did go to the doctor a few weeks back and all my tests came back in the healthy ranges so I know it’s not a thyroid (or other) problem. (And yes, I was hoping to blame body chemistry …)
I know it begins and ends with the fork for me. I love the sweet, sweet taste of summer food. Strawberries are just about the most perfect thing I can think of, but so is the rich creaminess of an ice cream cone. More strawberries, way less ice cream. ;-)
I’ll get there, but I’m getting frustrated with myself. “Get it together girl” is starting to play on a loop in my head.
If you’re on a weight loss journey I hope you’re seeing progress.