Oh, how I wish, wish, wish this were not true. But alas, it is.
I've basically just moved back to DC, after having been on the road for nearly a month during our busy season at work. I, once again, ate like crap this year while traveling, but seemed to be in a better state of mind than I was last year...and it shows. There were a few issues with cookies. And fries. And cereal (of all things). But to prove that it wasn't the end of me...I weighed myself this morning, and I didn't even get close to my "wow, you really need to lose weight, like yesterday" weight. I didn't even break into the next decade of pounds. Ok, so it's close, but I didn't get there. And in actuality, I only gained a couple of pounds. Compared to last year, when I gained at least 10, the fact that my pants still fit (with nearly the same amount of room as before) is definitely a win.
However...
It's time to get back into the routine of living here, eating healthy, and working out on a regular basis. I thought that the transition to living back at home would be easy...but of course...everything that I *think* will be easy, ends up being a challenge. I went grocery shopping on Friday evening...and looking back on the trips, I could have done a lot better. Ok, I didn't do horrible. Fruits and vegetables were purchased. Pizza crust and Cinnamon Raisin Bread were also purchased. BUT...no cookies.
But I now have motivation to get back on the wagon. I went for what was supposed to be a long run yesterday, and it was horrible. I was dehydrated, and was definitely fatigued, and I knew that it was because I hadn't eaten well over the weekend.
So it starts today.
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