Great week!

I had a really good week this week. I stayed on track with my eating, worked out EVERY SINGLE DAY, and just had an overall good attitude! I'm back down to the lowest weight I ever remember seeing on a scale, and I had one of the best runs ever today.

The work week was pretty uneventful, but I did good. This weekend was awesome. For the first time in a LONG time, we went into the weekend with no plans. It's so much easier for me to stay on track eating wise when I have no plans because I'm more likely to eat at home, which I did this weekend for every meal except dinner Saturday night (ate healthy though).

Sunday I got up and did my 5k...it started off HORRIBLE! I had aweful side aches on BOTH SIDES, they hurt so bad I was only able to run for 2 minutes at a time. I kept telling myself that the goal was to finish, not to keep beating my best time. After about 15 minutes of 2 minute walk/2 minute run, I finally started feeling better. Now, before this weekend the longest amount of time I'd run straight for was 8 minutes, but today, I finished out the 5k and ran the last 14 minutes straight. I left the gym on such a high, it felt awesome! I ended up about even with my best time yet (33/34 minutes). After the gym we went out on a friend's boat for the rest of the day and I avoided alcohol, and bad food (with the exception of a handful of chips).

I hope I can keep this up because it feels awesome!

Lifestyle

I've been thinking about this post all morning and I'm still not sure what direction to take it in. This last week has been a roller coaster in terms of the scale, and my mind frame. My "weigh in day" on my bodybugg site is Wednesdays. Last Wednesday I was on top of the world...the scale read 156.8 that morning. HOLY. COW. Now, normally my brain would start trying to rationalize and say things like "well, it's just luck", or "the scale must be wrong". But that day, I owned it, I knew I had been on the right track from what the scale had said earlier in the week. However, every day since then, the number on the scale continued to rise. Today I'm back at 160.something (I don't remember what exactly). On one hand I'm bummed out. My mini goal on bodybugg right now is 155 by August 8th. And I so know that I could have done it, but now I'm not so sure. I'm not going to make any excuses, I just haven't been eating great. I haven't been eating horribly, but I haven't been making as good of choices as I could. But, at the same time, I'm still proud of where I am.

I realized this morning that this is my lifestyle now. It's no longer a "diet" or routine that I'm on just to lose the weight. It truly is my lifestyle now. And that's awesome. I'm used to going to the gym, I'm used to eating healthy food. Are there mornings when I wake up and don't want to go to the gym? Sure, this morning was one of them. I had a fight with myself for about 10 minutes, go back to bed or go to the gym? I compromised with myself and took the dog on a walk. And that's ok, even though this was supposed to be a weight training day and not a cardio day. Honestly, I'm sick of last months workouts and I haven't gotten my new ones for this month yet so instead of going to the gym and half assing it (which is totally what I would have done) I got myself (and the dog) moving for a half hour instead of laying in bed doing nothing. Are there days when I want to eat like shit? DUH!!!! And sometimes I allow myself to, because I know now that one meal, or even one day of eating bad isn't going to hurt as long as I get back on track!

So, no matter what the scale says on "weigh in day" tomorrow, I'm still proud of myself, and I know that eventually, the scale will say 155. If it's by August 8th that's awesome, if it's not until September 8th, that's awesome too! Because I'm doing something good for myself either way.