I’ve promised myself I’d weigh in Wednesday no matter what.
Well this week is a "what."
It’s AMAZING how fast the scale can go up. Do I think I actually gained more than 5lbs of fat in a week?
That’s pretty hard to do even with a chocolate and Chinese food binge. I’m retaining lots of water from eating crap, that probably accounts for half, if not more of the weight increase.
For some reason I gave up food journaling last week. I was in the zone for about 3 weeks and then I just stopped.
That’s when the nibbling picked back up. The extra slice of cheese when I’m making a sandwich. The bites left on Little Guy’s plate when he doesn’t finish dinner. The handful of Doritos from the husband’s bag.
These are the things I struggle with.
I’ve also been in a funk. My back has been bothering me and it’s curbing my gym time. I’ve been tired and cranky and overwhelmed. All things that have me medicating with food.
So here’s the deal.
- The scale is what it is. There’s no sense in getting upset about it.
- Food journal is back in action. I feel the need for a little structure. It always helps me curb the mindless munching.
- Taking a few days off from the gym is not the end of the world. My back needs a break. I need a break. That doesn’t mean I’m getting out of the habit (my fear.)
Feeling better getting all that out of my head.
And this is why I blog. :)