Following a food-heavy holiday is going to be a downer for almost anybody on a diet.
Invariably, you’re faced with a choice to either stay on diet and enjoy the smug self-loathing or break training, live in the moment, but sort of regret that you’ve lost no more weight.
I decided weeks ago that I wasn’t going to stick narrowly to my usual, daily calorie goals, but was just going to be OK with a little candy, a little pie and with having a meal that wasn’t so tightly scripted.
How’d it go?
I knew I wasn’t going to lose this week. It seemed likely that I might see a temporary gain and that’s exactly what happened.
Current weight: 185 pounds.
It is what it is. I’m up two pounds from last week. Weight is weight, whether it’s water weight, fat or muscle.
Maybe it will be gone by next week. Who knows?
Starting weight: 253 pounds.
Current goal weight: 175.
Weight medical professionals believe I should be: 144. Sometimes, I just speak this number out loud and laugh.
Blood pressure: Once again, I have failed to check my blood pressure this week. That’s probably part and parcel to my general slacking.
I’ll try to get that checked this evening.
Number of times different people have spoken to me about my weight-loss and/or doing CrossFit in the last week: This week, it’s been mostly quiet, but with the warm weather and people shedding bulkier clothes. I’m going to guess everyone is looking better or worse than they did a few months ago. There are just other people worth commenting on more.
Number of people I’ve bored to tears explaining/complaining about my diet, the calorie deficit and exercise: Not as many as last week.
Caffeine: Oh yes.
Cans of diet soda consumed this week: Not too much. I’ve been trying to cut back a little, drink water, as opposed to a brew of weird chemicals with lemony-lime-ginger flavor.
I did buy more yesterday, though.
Notable fitness accomplishments: I ran six miles!
I wasn’t necessarily trying to in the beginning. What happened was somebody rifled through my car in the parking garage, last week, and took all of my change.
Because of that, I couldn’t park on the street and wound up parking at the newspaper Saturday morning.
From the newspaper to the Capitol is about a mile and a half –according to Chevrolet.
I had run four miles a few days before and thought I could do that again. Once I reached he Capitol, I just kept going and thought, “Maybe I could just run to the Moose Lodge.”
That didn’t seem that far.
Turns out, from the parking garage to the lodge is about three miles.
I went up and back.
A note about my much derided Misfit Shine 2 fitness tracker: I have been in contact with technical support for over a week now discussing my problems with their product.
I really think if it’s supposed to keep track of things like how far I’ve run and not just spitball them.
Thus far, support has told me to change which side of my body I use the tracker on and now to remove the battery to see if this will make it accurate.
This sounds exactly like they are wasting my time, but I’m going along with it for a few more days. If after my next run, it gives me bad data, I’m just going to quit with Misfit and toss the tracker in the trash.
Days until the Spartan Race in WV: 121 (August 24)
Captain America t-shirt: Yes!
General outlook: I feel pretty, oh so pretty…