So... I weighed in yesterday. I guess I shouldn't have skipped the meeting last week, seeing as how it probably would have been the kick in the ass I needed to get back on track. But no, I decided to skip, thinking, "I can totally count points/exercise/lose that pound I gained over the last week." But instead, I ate well for about 2 days, then went out all weekend. Turn out, beer, cheese, bread, pizza, etc doesn't really keep the weight off. What it DOES do is put more weight on.
So, when I went to weigh in after work, I (unsurprisingly) gained. A lot. 3 pounds, to be exact. I was mad, sad, but more than anything, embarrassed. I've worked THIS hard to lose weight, and now I'm back to where I was at the beginning of March.
I worked out once last week, which was a step in the right direction, but now I gotta get my ass in gear and really focus. Once I saw the scale, I was more scared than anything to write this blog entry, because now it's REAL.
Goals this week: write down EVERYTHING. The meeting last night was about tracking, and I realize that I've been seriously slacking in the tracking department. Sure, I track my breakfast and lunch... but it's kind of stopped after that. Recounting the next morning what I *think* I ate the night before obviously isn't working. Biggest goal this week- get back on track!!!
Week 13: + 3 lbs
Total: -8.8 lbs