This time feels different, and I have to repeat this to myself several times a day.  How many times have I tried losing weight in the past.  I can’t even count the number it’s so high.  But this time it feels different.  I feel like the reasons are different.  It just feels…….well, different.  And sore, I definitely feel sore.  I share this with you because it was no surprise today that when I stepped on the scale there was a pretty significant gain, 271.2.  That is a 2.8 pound gain, which cancels out last weeks weigh in and also puts me back over my 5% goal.  I think of a million different reasons of how this could be, it’s my favorite womanly time in the month, I ate pot luck last night, I’ve been weight lifting, but those all feel like such excuses.

Something from the meeting stuck in my head.  I was sitting down before the meeting started and I overheard a conversation with one of the leaders and an attendee.  The attendee said that she lost 2.8 pound on her first week.  The leader congratulated her and the attendee said that she was worried because the scale didn’t share that number the day before.  And the leader said “yes, but that was yesterday”.  I don’t know why at that moment her simple statement hit me like a ton of bricks.  I’m trying to take this one day at a time, sometimes even one minute at a time, it gets that bad.  But this time its going to stick, and I can’t let little set backs make we quit wanting to better myself.  Today is always a new day to start over!

Yesterday I fell apart.  I lost any will power that I had and it couldn’t have been at a more perfect moment because I had a pot luck dinner that I was going to.  I had 2 plates of food, a piece of fudge, and dessert.  My stomach was miserably full and I regretted eating any of it the moment I got home.  When I woke up this morning I felt bloated, tired, and mad at myself for making such poor eating decisions.  When I got on the scale it was the cherry on top when I saw the 2.8 gain.  I know it feels like I’m being hard on myself and I probably am, but I really want to break the cycle of over eating and really kick obesity in the butt.

So yesterday was yesterday, and today is today.  I’m going to do the best I can, and then I’m going to do it all over again tomorrow.

Moving on.

As far as working out goes, I am killing it in that department!  My muscles are sore, sore, sore!  Which means I am doing the workouts right.   Today I am taking a rest day and as far as my cardio is concerned, I’m thinking of kicking it up a notch and doing longer intervals.  I have tomorrow’s lifting session and then no more lifting until Monday.

Also, I love the scale, but my love affair may have to be put on hold while I cheat on it with the measuring tape.  Although I will only be measuring once a month, I know it will help make a difference in keeping me sane.

First Measurements:

Bust: 49″

Under Bust: 43 1/2″

Right Arm :16 1/2 “

Left Arm: 17″

Belly: 52″

Hips: 54″

Right Thigh: 31 1/2″

Left Thigh: 31″

Right Calf: 18″

Left Calf: 18″

There they are, the first measurements.  Next measurement day will be September 1st.

Thanks all for listening to me whine about the last couple of days.  More positivity will be coming I promise.  What I ate weigh in day will be tomorrow!

Do you do measurements, or go by the scale? Neither?

What is the last indulgence you ate?

Last nigh I had a cream pie of some sort and it was amazingly delicious!  Sigh.