It’s that time again.
It’s been one week since I number dropped and exposed myself. Y’all were so nice and encouraging it almost made me forget about what I did. Almost.
Well, I had a great week. I worked out six out of the seven days with a mixture of running, cycling, pilates and strength training. I stayed well within my calorie limit each day except for Sunday. I cheated a wee bit on Sunday.
Sunday is my favorite day of the week. I take the day off from exercising, we go to church, have a late lunch, a lazy afternoon and cap it off with family movie night. I love Sundays!
I also found myself dreading Sundays. #boo
Since I don’t exercise, I don’t have any extra calories to splurge. I found that I was feeling miserable trying to stay within my limit while everyone else was enjoying themselves. I decided to let loose a little bit. I didn’t blow it up or anything, but I enjoyed myself.
After a great week, I felt like I was going to see the scale move . . . . and it did.
Just in the wrong direction!
I went up one pound. Last week, I weighed-in at 165. This week, I weighed-in at 166.
Now, I have been intentionally upping my daily water intake since Saturday’s long run. Maybe my body is adjusting? Not sure.
I’m not going to be discouraged.
Ok. Maybe I’ll give myself fifteen minutes to be discouraged, then I’ll move on.
How about you? How did your week go?
P. S. You don’t have to share numbers. Just share whatever.