As I have mentioned recently. I am working on being more positive about my weight loss efforts.
First, I would like to say I feel accomplished this week. I have a 7 day streak of 30 minutes of exercise each day. I have walked at least two miles each of those days. I have gotten up way before the crack of dawn, I have rushed home and out the door right after work and I have taken my shoes to work for a lunch time walk. I have gone by myself, I have gone with my husband and I have gone with Millie. Bottom line, I have found ways to get it done - no excuses! I am proud of what I have done so far and look forward to continuing to build on my exercise foundation.
Today I have decided to give my feet a rest. That doesn't mean I won't be exercise, it just means I will have to be a little more creative. I have decided on some arm and ab work. It makes me nervous just typing that. Strength training has never been my go-to form of exercise and I question whether I can complete 30 minutes of it. Someone suggested I also throw in some yoga, which I will do. Even though I am lacking confidence in my abilities, I am a little excited to try something different.
As happy as I am with my exercise progress, I am neither proud nor happy about my eating. I have been flirting with "trying" to get it under control all week. I firmly believe what and how much you eat has an exponentially larger impact on weight loss than exercise. My walks have burned approximately 200-250 calories per session. That is not enough to cover the candy, cookies, chips, etc. I have been allowing myself to eat with abandon.
There have been flashes of good eating. I have been experimenting with new recipes/foods, I have been prepping meals, I have been packing my lunch with good-for-me foods, I am doing these things with the goal of putting together a more nutritious diet (not just to lose weight).
So, I start the day with great intentions. I eat a good breakfast and pack a healthy lunch. Then pick up snacks on my way to work. The snacks I brought to work sit in the fridge/desk while I munch away on the snacks I just picked up. I eat the lunch I packed and then eat ice cream when I run out to do errands. I am embarrassed to share all this. I am not saying this to be whiny, negative, etc. It is the truth I must face so I can work my way through fixing it..
This leads me to my weigh-in. I am up 1.2 pounds from last week. I am over my original Losing My Puppy starting weight by almost 5 pounds. (I am still not at my all time high, but if I don't get it together pronto I will get there!) I am planning a much better report for next week.
Now who wants to follow me around this week and slap unhealthy food from my hands?