This is how I look when I'm at home. I live in athletic attire. The tee says "Stong & Fierce" I definately feel like that these days.
Listening to your body is important; very important. I've been in this weight loss journey for almost nine months now. I know the feeling of loosing weight. I can tell when I'm loosing weight. I like the feeling of going to bed slightly hungry because I know that means I'm loosing weight.
So, why, after a week of going to bed hungry did I gain a pound instead of loose one? I did everything right. I stuck to my preplanned meals. I worked out hard all five days. How could this happen?
On Thursday I noticed that decimal number on the scale had gone up instead of down. But it was only .2 so I ignored it. The same thing happened on Friday and by Saturday I was up a full pound.
Why didn't I stop what I was doing as soon as I noticed that something was wrong? Maybe because I knew I was doing everything right and I assumed the numbers would auto correct. Wrong.
I knew that I was consuming too much salt. I ate rice every day and I poured a cup of broth over it that was very high in sodium. There was also sodium in the soup that I ate for breakfast. Combined, I was consuming way too much salt and not drinking enough water to flush it all out. The net result was weight gain even though I was doing everything right and I should have lost weight.
I knew it was happening and I ignored it. I was so upset with myself on Saturday morning as I stood there on my scale a pound heavier. I did it to myself. A single pound isn't so much in the greater scheme of things but it reminded me that I have to listen to my body.
The scale isn't my only tool, but it's important. It helps me stay honest about where I am and what I'm dong on a daily basis. So I lost a week but I learned a valuable lesson. I don't have to panic when the numbers inch up, but I should take stock of everything I'm doing. There was a reason the numbers went up even though I was doing all things. There was one thing I wasn't doing right and had I paid attention I could have corrected it mid week and not been up that pound by the weekend.
Lesson learned. Success, to a great degree is in the details. It's a lot of little things that I do now. It's all those little things that I've changed about my life that have gotten me where I am right now. If I start ignoring enough of those little things, big mistakes can happen. I don't want that.
On the fitness front I'm doing great. As I continue to make my workouts a little harder I am strengthening my muscles and I find that I can do more. I'm ready to add a little weight to my weighted vest so that will add intensity too. I feel stronger and I can see the difference in my shape. It feels good.
My 33rd wedding anniversary is next weekend and I've bought a couple of new bathing suits. I'm so excited about looking slimmer and feeling better than I did a year ago. I continue to be excited and motivated to be the best that I can be.
This is me this morning, heading out to church. These pants are very baggy on me now. This time last year I couldn't even squeeze into them.