You should stop reading right now if you don't want to hear me complain for the duration of this post. Just a warning. As you know my goal was to get to my 5 lb loss by this Thursday. So here is a little preview of how things have gone since last Thursday. Thursday I recorded everything I ate via myfitnesspal and stayed within my calories. I had some stomach issues that day and planned to run, but after cutting the grass in the front yard (which is a workout mind you) I didn't make it on the run. Friday I did great again with calories. I got home and guess what?!!? We ate leftovers. We didn't go out to dinner like we do EVERY SINGLE Friday night. It helped us save money and I stayed within my calories again. I went to the movies by myself that night and did not get popcorn (my favorite). These are victories for me guys! Saturday morning Jon and I got up bright and early and went on a run. We then did our fab ab august workout for the day. I stayed on point with my calories until that night when I got to have my ONE cheat meal of the week. We went to Lava Cantina and I had an obnoxious amount of chips and queso. For my entree I did get veggie enchiladas on corn tortillas so I'm gonna claim it could have been worse. I also had a margarita...ok it could have been better. Sunday I ate like a champ again WOOHOO!! We also had double header softball games at 2 and 3. Do you know how hot it was?! It was freakin hot. I pitched both games which means I pretty much didn't get to stop moving the whole time. Yesterday I did great again on calories and when I got home Jon and I ran again. So this morning I decide to sneak on the scale. I mean, with how well I've been doing all week surely I will see a loss of .5 or something right?! WRONG! I gained 2 lbs.
WTF WTF WTF!???!!! Trust me when I say I almost flipped my shit right there in the middle of the bathroom. Now, the rational side of me knows that:
1. You are only supposed to weigh yourself once a week.
2. Your weight fluctuates
3. Sometimes your weight can go up a little when you are working out hardcore at first.
4. I ate chicken and salad last night and although that is wonerful the chicken was abundantly seasoned, therefore I probably had a little too much sodium.
The other part of me was ready to throw the fucking scale out of the window, thaw out the top of our wedding cake from March, and have that for breakfast. Poor Jon had a wife in tears, feeling all hopeless, and it wasn't even 7:30 yet. Although, I told him there is nothing he could say to make it better. I was just frustrated. He did say something that made it better. He said, "You are doing a great job and you know you have to be consistent for awhile for it to work correctly. Just keep doing what you are doing and it will happen." And guess what? As hard as it is for us to admit it, he is right. The scale isn't always going to do what you want it to do, even when you are being super diligent. But what are your options here? You can not workout and not eat right and be a lard ass. Or you can work out and eat right and maybe be a lard ass, but probably start to lose a little weight eventually, and feel pretty damn good about yourself.
So I gave him a hug and tearfully gathered my gym clothes and my egg whites for breakfast and left for work, feeling a little better. I figure I need to drink a ton of water and cleanse some of this sodium out of my body and maybe I will see a better number on Thursday when I am SUPPOSED to weigh myself. I felt a load better. Then I got all the way to work and realized I had my gym clothes, but no shoes. Some days you just can't win :)