Here I am again, awake in the middle of my prime sleeping hours. The good news is that I am finally yawning. The bad news is that I have to be up in two hours anyway! I really need to check my food journal to see if there are any similarities between what I ate last Thursday night and what I ate last night that might cause these early morning blog sessions.
If that is not the case, then I guess it is the guilt I feel from leaving you hanging on Wednesdays that wakes me up with a stomach ache. LOL
Okay, on to the issue at hand...weight loss.
I stepped on the scales Monday morning at the appointed time and my weight loss for the week was just under a pound.
That put me 6 ounces away from losing 10 pounds since this journey began.
Once again, I realized that the weekends are not my best times for sticking with a weight loss plan. Even though I try not to blow it at any point in time, weekends nearly always contain some sort of family celebration that I want to be able to participate in and not feel deprived. Last weekend it was a friend's birthday party. Though I had a chicken breast without the bun for dinner, I did indulge in a small bowl of chips with cheese dip and a small slice of birthday cake. (The cake was camoflauge! How is a girl supposed to resist that?)
Could I have done without either of those things? Yes. But, I had planned for this variation from my meal plan beforehand by cutting calories throughout the day leading up to the party.
I don't want to be the person who refuses to do life with others because it doesn't fit in with my weight loss plans. I don't want to be the one who turns down times of fellowship because I am afraid of the food. I remember an instance from years ago when the current diet craze nearly destroyed the fellowship of a Bible study due to hurt feelings on both sides. For that reason, I try to keep a balance between being a stumbling block and falling completely off the wagon.
Having said that, I still try to stay within my daily calorie count and to make wise choices from what is available.
The weekends are also hard because our schedules are much more unstructured than the weekdays. Some mornings we sleep in or work in the garden early, thus delaying breakfast until nearly lunch time. Other days we have the family over and do a late lunch/early dinner combo meal to fit everyone's schedules.
It is because of all of these things that Monday morning weigh-ins are no longer working for me. I hate entering the week feeling defeated or kicking myself for not making the perfect choices. So, I have decided to move my weigh ins to Wendesdays.
I told you last week that I stepped on the scale on Wednesday and the number was much different from Monday. I tried it again yesterday and, once again, big difference. As of Wednesday morning I have reached the 10 pound mark!! Woo Hoo!
That is an average of 1.25 pounds a week! I can live with that!
Yes, I would like for it to be 2 pounds a week...but considering that it has taken me years to put it on...I will celebrate taking it off in weeks.
Next week we will be on vacation with the family. I am looking forward to the
time to relax and enjoy my children, son-in-loves and grandchildren. We will be fishing and swimming and tubing and just spending time together. While I am away I may not even step on the scales...I am giving myself a pass for a week. A pass from the scales, mind you, not a pass from eating better and moving more. So, if you don't hear from me next week...you will know why. And if I come back in two weeks sleepless and crying over my poor choices? Well, y'all can feel free to just skip reading that one!
How are you doing in the goals you have set for yourself this year? Are there things that just aren't working for you and that need to be tweaked? I would love to hear....even if your goal isn't weight loss. We can all learn from one another.
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