It’s back jack! My weekly accountability post if you will. Huzzah! (Insert confetti here)
This morning I got up super early to get to work super early since I have to leave a bit early. I thought, as I dozed off on the bus that I was on the bus before I usually wake up. If I could do that every day? I could totes get my butt up.
I weighed in this morning at 142.2
Starting weight (10 lb challenge weight): 143 (i think?)
week 1 – 142.2
I’ve been weighing in each morning and I got as low as 138.8 this weekend but then I took two days off, drank a shit ton of beer Saturday night and haven’t worked out since Sunday.
Sooo there’s that. I did great tracking my food last week. This week? Not so much. I did great about getting all my workouts in last week. This week? I didn’t plan and have had a lot of other things on my mind mainly a couple of very important meetings. We’ll leave it at that.
Dealing with Setbacks…
The past few days are just a couple of minor set backs. Instead of working out on Monday, I Google Video chatted with the husband which really really made my day, week, life. We’re one month out from my trip to San Antonio and I couldn’t be more stoked. All I have to do is just pick myself up, and strap on my new sneaks and break ‘em in! But you know, everyone deserves a break. If you’re not feeling it, you can’t force it (well, you can and 9 times out of 10 you’ll feel way better but sometimes you just need to sleep it off).
The thing with setbacks is that you just need to get up and brush the dirt off your shoulders. It’s a fact of life. There’s going to be setbacks in everything you do – whether it’s a job rejection,
Workouts remaining for this week:
Wed – Run 3 miles (walk/run to break in my new kicks – post coming soon!)
Thurs – Cross train
Fri – Speed work (6×400 @ 8:43)
Sat – long run (in the AM with Pacers!)
Sun – Cross train
Rewards due…
Earlier this week I rewarded myself, my two very important meetings required me to dress up a bit only for me to realize that I was swimming in all of my dress clothes. I stopped to pick up two new pretty skirts at the JCrew outlet and realized I went down a size! I want to keep this rate going so that soon I’ll slowly be replacing all of the too big clothes in my wardrobe. I mean, let’s be honest, I never felt okay being a size 10 while being only 5’2″. The first time I realized I had gone from a size 2 to a size 6 (then to a size 8 and then to a size 10) I cried. I cried a big fat ugly cry in the fitting room. So going down a size? Was a huge success.
Huzzah!
