I don’t have much to say.
This winter has been a bit on the brutal side (ok… a lot on the brutal side) and I’m still plugging away as best as I can. Luckily, the light box seems to be doing its trick and I’m not horribly depressed. Though seriously, I thought I might be headed that direction when I finally weighed in.
Ok – let me back up the train. In one of my last two posts I was all “I’m staying away from sugar!!” And then I babysat my nephew and the stupid candied popcorn I’d bought from my other nephew months earlier was delivered to me and I totally ate some. I don’t know how many servings I actually ate that day/night but I do know the first thing I did when I got home was weigh out the servings so I knew exactly how much I was eating (seriously, buying a kitchen scale is marvelous). There was a serious part of me that considered just eating the rest of the popcorn and moving forward. You know, eating it all in one day. HELLO SUGAR! I didn’t do that. I did, however, eat some when I got up in the middle of the night and (luckily maybe) I woke up with stomach flu and blamed it on that stupid popcorn and so I threw the rest of it away.
And that is why I hate candied popcorn now. I’m happy.
Anyway, I’d been doing the whole calorie counting and food logging thing on MFP for about two weeks before I finally had the courage to weigh myself. But I finally did and was all like “ok, I can move on from here.”
And then I had a rather brutal week and I didn’t exercise but I was still confident I should have lost weight. And when I weighed myself it would seem as though I had. And here’s the thing…. I like to be a week behind in claiming my loss to be “official” – meaning I don’t put it into MFP until the next week. Why? Because I’m crazy and also scared of reporting something that isn’t true.
AND THE VERY NEXT DAY I WAS UP THE POUND IT SAID I HAD LOST.
So I chalked it up to a crazy scale the day before and figured I hadn’t lost any weight. Which was sad for me. It made me feel bad about myself and it made me lose a bit of willpower and motivation. I did exercise a couple of times last week but nothing like I should have… because, you know… I was just sad.
And then I weighed myself today and I appear to be down two pounds. Which is just freaking awesome. 😀 So now I’m happy.
But I only recorded ONE pound lost on MFP because the one from last week obviously stayed and so I have to wait another week to see if this pound stayed gone.
See my logic there? No? Yes? Fine, I’m probably just crazy anyway.
I don’t have a real point in all this – I’m just catching you guys up on what I’ve been doing with my time (obsessing about food). I would like to report that I have genuine muscle fatigue in my legs again – which is nice. It’s been a while since I’ve felt that and I feel like I could get back in the game so to speak.
So yeah… thank goodness my tried and true methods are proving to still be effective. I don’t know what I’d have done if it had suddenly just stopped working. Scary.