Treading water.

Well, I am back at the loss I reached prior to Plymouth weekend/ Thanksgiving. Talk about wasting time...2 weeks ago, I was the weight I am now. And then gained a few back, due to chaotic scheduling, and going hours without food, and then eating what was easily available.

I can't be pissed off that I feel like that was 2 weeks of wasted time. Instead, I have to look at it as proof that I CANNOT do this on my own just yet. I am not there.

Went to the gym last night, so much easier when Kathy and I make plans to go together. You feel like you are breaking plans with the other person if you don't go. We'll be back again tonight, hoping to do at least 45 minutes on the elliptical, maybe an hour. Once I am there I start to lose track of time.

Do-over.

Have you ever had one of those days, where you wake up, and you just don't feel...right?

That's today.

I don't know what it is, but I am out of sorts. The slightest things are aggravating me. I don't feel good about anything right now, and that's not okay.

Starting back on Phase 1 today...the weekend in Plymouth and Thanksgiving - within a week of each other - really did their best to sabotage me. I wanted to be down alot more after 1 month, but I guess that was unrealistic of me.

The day after.

Made it through Thanksgiving with minimal feelings of guilt. Even though I ate relatively well yesterday, I still feel bad about enjoying myself even the tiniest bit yesterday. Isn't that sad?

This is when I need to kick things into high gear, so that by the time Christmas rolls around I am not feeling like this again. I have a plan, I just need to execute it and stick with it.

Today, not really feeling much like venturing out...I'd prefer to stay away from the Black Friday crazies. I'll probably clean and put up the Xmas decorations.

Not getting on the scale until Monday...after this past weekend, and Thanksgiving I would rather just assume that I gained a pound or two, and then be surprised next week.

Thanksgiving

"The average American consumes 4,500 calories and 229 grams of fat on Thanksgiving day..."

WOW.

Good vibes.

A few people made comments over the weekend that they could tell that I was losing weight. That's always a nice thing to hear, especially when you are trying so hard to get that goal met. I won't see most of them for 3 more weeks or so, it will be interesting to see what my progress is like by then...and who notices.

This weekend was tough. Alright, it was worse than tough. I cannot do this on someone else's schedule, I am not anywhere near being ready for that yet. Saturday, I went 7 hours without eating. SEVEN. Then we had an hour break for dinner, to get ready and be back on the bus. What were the options? Either eat something quick, or wait a few more hours to eat. I couldn't wait, I was already light headed and didn't feel right from not eating all day. Pizza. That was the solution. And while it tasted great, it wasn't the answer. I felt gross after eating it. I was still hungry an hour later, and my stomach was not happy.

Glad to be home, and back on my own schedule.

Skipped yesterday...trying to get ready for the weekend. Packing and last minute whatnot today, leaving at 6am tomorrow. Ugh.

I'm a little nervous about traveling and being on someone else's schedule, than I have been the last 2 weeks or so. I have gotten so accustomed to doing what I need to, when I need to - that it's going to be an adjustment for me to have to be flexible. I know that I'm capable of it, just a little anxious is all.

Probably won't get a chance to update over the weekend...keep your fingers crossed I don't have a meltdown and eat an entire pizza. LOL