WEIGH IN - June 27

I know it's been a couple of weeks, but that's just how it goes sometimes. We have had a rough couple of weeks with the loss of Don's dad; therefore, I didn't weigh in last week as I was traveling to be with family. Everyone was so wonderful to our family during this time and it always warms my heart when others give selflessly - especially now. However, like my mother-in-law said, I don't care to see another ham again anytime soon! *lol*

I was much surprised last night at WW weigh-in to find my weight DOWN like it was. I'd lost 1.8 (one point eight) since last weigh-in, so all in all I'm pleased. This puts me right at the goal I'd set for myself and was hoping to reach last week (around my birthday). I am officially at the HALFWAY point!

I really need to get back to regular tracking (which I'm doing better at this week) and exercise (which is going not-so-well.) I just have no desire. I mean, let's be blunt honest here -- I hate to sweat. I dislike it about as much as I dislike putting my hands in dirt/mud. And it's so stinkin' hot right now that I'm sweating without actually having to exert any energy whatsoever! The heat/humidity is so oppressive.

I actually set out workout clothes last night and set my alarm to get up at 5:30 to go for a walk. I had no intention of jogging yet, but thought a walk would at least get me moving and outdoors -- and to beat the heat. Yeah, not so much. I got up at that time, looked to see what the temp was and turned off my alarm and crawled back into bed where I snoozed quite nicely until 6:20. (Disclaimer:  I also had the beginnings of a nice headache when I got up. And after that freaky monocular migraine yesterday -- followed by a nasty headache the rest of the day -- I didn't want to risk going out for a walk alone.)

So, I rejoice in having reached my HALFWAY GOAL and pray for cooler weather so that I can get outside and enjoy it a little bit. (Because I hate working out in our basement...booooring!)

C25K GRAD :)

On Friday, June 8, 2012 I participated in my second 5K. It was the Moberly YMCA Ready, Set, Glow Run/Walk...and it was a lot of fun! I used this as my final Couch-to-5K training. I only had to walk twice (both times were uphill and only for about 30-45 seconds each.) It was so nice to be around friends & family, and I'm especially thankful for my BFF for making the trip with me. I'm already looking forward to the next 5K...wherever it may be.

And a special "thank you" for the after-race yummies goes to Sandy!

FUNK

FUNK [fuhngk] noun -- a dejected mood

Yep, that pretty much sums it up. And the worst part? I don't have a clue why, but I've felt it coming on all week. I hate it when that happens. Ever just want to lock yourself in a windowless room and cry for no particular reason? I think maybe this funk is a side effect of built up stress and emotions. Maybe?

I hate most that I allowed it to rear its ugly head last night and push me down. I'm stronger than that! Long story short:  after much "debate" about where to have dinner last night we ended up at Applebee's. Now, I know they advertise approved Weight Watchers menu items, but for those of you who don't know these menu items consist of three options. One is 8 Points, one is 11 and one is 12. I've had the 8 point option before and it was okay - not my favorite, but okay. Last night I was not in the mood for any of these three options. So what did I do? Caved. Big time. Sure there are other healthier options than what I ended up getting (and eating the whole blessed thing!), but my mindset/focus was already gutter deep. What did I have, you ask? The Pick-Three Combo -- boneless wings, cheeseburger sliders, and spinach-artichoke dip w/chips. Yep, sin on a platter. And I at the whole thing. No carry-out box for me. And let me tell you, after the last bite I was so miserable. (I'm sure I was before the last bite, but I just ignored it and kept on chewing.) That miserableness was not just physical, it was emotional too. The physical misery lasted all through the night -- I didn't sleep well, my stomach churned, etc. In fact, even this morning I wished I had the courage to make myself throw up...that's how much my stomach hurt. The emotional misery has brought on the feeling of funk, and not in a good way. (Obviously.)

I've gotta get out of this mood and get my head screwed on straight again so I can conquer this mindset. I have to stay focused and determined.

P.S. Thanks for listening to me whine.

WEIGH IN - 6/6

Down point six. Not too shabby considering I had not made very good choices all week. (Confession:  Prior to weigh-in last night I was actually preparing myself for the possibility of a gain.) So I am pleased that it was a loss, but sorta beating myself up for not doing what I knew was best and for allowing myself to fall into that "well, I had a good week so I can cheat" mentality. Therefore, the next post about being in a funk...

The Comparison

The difference from January to June is a 30 lbs. weight loss.

The difference here is 46 lbs. (so far)

(Top size - from 2X to L)

(Pant size - from 20/22 to 14)