So remember last week how I was all, "I'm gonna be healthy and I'm so full of hope and excitement that the pounds are already falling off of my body out of fear!" Yeah. I remember that too.
Unfortunately sometimes the best laid plans of mice and men still let you gain weight. I'm pretty sure that's not how the quote goes, but you get my point. I'm still hopeful, but less excited. That however has to do with the fact that I'm running on 3 hours of horrible sleep after a craptastic weekend filled with heat packs and lots of Advil.
I've mentioned before that I have possible fibroids that flare up inside my guts every now and then that basically put me out of commission for at least a day. Well that day was Saturday afternoon into Sunday evening. Plus Matt and I both got sick earlier in the week which made working out a little too painful and cravings for sugar, salt and caffeine through the roof! Our "No Soda" rule went out the window faster than middle aged womens self control at the New Moon midnight release party (to which I avoided completely).
Of course it didn't help that mid week I had a butter, potatoes and pork fat religious experience, and when I'm sick, I retain water (and you can tell by the softballs nestled snugly where my ankles used to be). Either way, I gained 3 pounds this week. I know it's mostly water weight at this point, which is why I'm not freaking out in the slightest.
I'm still on my plan. My plan just didn't plan for interruptions.
So now I'm going to down one last Coke to try and salvage what's left of the energy I should have woken up with and make a reminder to have Matt bring up the giant case of water we bought at the store the other day (and then proceeded to leave in the trunk).
7 comments:
Arg. The dreaded water weight.
Oh, Jia! That has got to be one of my biggest pitfalls- interruptions. ACK! Those are the worst diet busters I know. Even worse than Fair Food.
Keep hanging in there, hon! You can do this! (So can I for that matter!) We just need to be desperate enough to work for the results! Big hugs to you!!!!
You go and plan and that is when life happens. Only upward and onward from here!
It'll be better next week, Jia. Don't sweat it.
I absolutely love the dog in the box picture!
I gained 8 pounds since I decided to start working out and lose weight. I think I need to assume I am doing it wrong. No Girl Scout cookies, really?!?!?
I'm so sorry you've had a rough few days. Do hope all is going to plan very soon. Fluid retention is the pits. Quite demoralising and brain fugging.
Hang in there and it will soon be gone.
Sorry to hear you haven't been feeling well. :( Hopefully this week treats you better!
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