I finally hopped on the scale today -- hoping that post-marathon relaxing of muscles would show that I'd lost some weight. I have been feeling pretty good lately about my clothes, etc.
Well, it's exactly the same.
Same as just before the marathon.
Frustrating? Yes. I ran my butt off for months and lost 2 pounds. I've run 7 times since the marathon and it's the same. Is my body telling me this is the weight I need to be? Maybe. But I don't like this number. Yes, I weighed more than this when I met Greg. So for having had two kids I feel good about that. I'm definitely in a more confident, more Zen-like way with regards to my body - especially having run the marathon.
But blech! Why am I stuck in the mid 160s? (Yes, I am sharing my weight, I have no shame, why hide it?). Granted, I probably can never get back to my high school weight (140) or my wedding weight (150). I look at photos from our time in Atlanta and I look positively slim. But I would love, love, love to lose 6-10 pounds.
Because I just want to be in the 150s.
As Greg pointed out today, a lot has to do with diet. And I am sometimes the WORST about eating. Another thing I have no shame about posting. For example, I just finished off the buffalo chicken dip that was in the fridge. It wasn't a lot, maybe 3/4 cup. But it was ALL cream cheese and ranch and cheddar cheese. I don't think I can count the chicken as a positive protein with all that fat in there. And it was good. And I was hungry, because Nate and I had had a busy morning (now, see, he's napping and not eating. Maybe that's what I should be doing).
But really? Could I have had a bowl of oatmeal? Yes. Should I? Oh, yes. But I didn't. At least now I am motivated to work out tonight. I've been doing the Shred at least twice a week and running at least once a weekend. I'll be SO glad when the weather turns and gets brighter. So my new goal is to run or at least do a tough uphill walking workout on the treadmill tonight.
Because as you know from my previous post, Christmas is done. And I'm not a stress eater or even an emotional eater now. I'm good about keeping crap out of my house, for the most part. I'm just not a smart eater. I fully admit it.
Wow, I think there's not much more to admit. Let's see...nope, that's it for today.
Off to clean the kitty litter. Oh, I fully admit that I HATE this chore.
1 comment:
It's totally diet :) The only way I lost weight was by watching what I eat. Even now as silly as that sounds - I really have to pay attention to only keeping healthy things in the house. I have zero self control when it comes to bad for me foods that I like - so if they are in the house I will eat them and it shows on the scale the next day!! Email me if you want any tips :) That being said - I think you look great!
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