I've prepared myself all week for this post. I had not stepped on the scale for the entire week because I knew everyday it would show a number that I didn't really want to see. I also didn't track my eating because, again, it was something I would not want to see. Well hello, Loni. If you put a blindfold on, it doesn't mean you're skinny, it just means you can't see the fat. Well I have been writing this post in my head since last night and it went something like this.
"I could throw out a bazillion excuses to why I have such a large
gain this week, you know the ones, Parker was checked for
pneumonia on Sunday (and is now on antibiotics to treat it,
boo),I was sick, Aaron was sick, I had my company Christmas
dinner, oh I could go on and those things did all happen, but so
did the choice to eat a Costco hotdog, some cake balls that I
baked, Jack-in-the-Box and probably some other things I want
to forget. I also chose not to go to the gym or to even do the
Wii Fit. While life happens, choices happen too. So this week
I gained....."
And that was the gist of the post in my head, a pep talk to myself. Then when I woke up this morning I remembered I had to step on the scale, and it had been an entire week since I had. I knew it was going to be awful. I was thinking at least 3 pounds, possibly more. When I stepped on the scale I thought I might still be dreaming, or that maybe what I remembered from last week was the wrong number. I stepped on it at least once more before my shower to double check. 233?!?!? What? A 2 lb. loss from last week? Now that my friends, is a Christmas miracle. Ok maybe that's going too far, but I definitely do not deserve those 2 lbs. and if I want to keep them off I'm going to have to work for it. I have no idea how it happened and I am definitely not complaining but I did weigh myself another 3 times after my shower to make sure the number was right. It was. Now I just need to remember the words I had planned on posting today before I stepped on the scale, then I may just get to that next goal of 25 lbs.
While I know eating healthy this week may not be something I am very successful at being Chiristmas and all, the least I could do would be to get off my butt and take Parker to look at Christmas lights. Walking would be something, and believe me, I need to do SOMETHING!