I’m well into my 3rd full day of healthy living and I’m sore and hungry. I’ve been doubling up on workouts and my food intake and been very “clean”. Lots of lean meats, fish and egg whites. Only complex, high-fiber carbs and lots of water.
I made the fatal mistake of getting on the scale last night. I need to try and avoid the scale at all costs. It’s hard not to see progress in the form of numbers on a scale, even though I know that I am doing well and on my way. Over the past few months my weight has been creeping up to about 150. I was 135 at my lowest point last summer after 12 weeks of P90X. To have gained it all back and then some in less than a year really sucks.
What’s worse, I got rid of all my size 10’s last July vowing I’d never need them again and guess what – I need them. I didn’t just move them to the spare room closet, I removed them from the house, donated them, threw them away, they are GONE. May I remind you that I’m only 5’2” tall? 15 pounds on my frame could mean the difference between and size 10 and a size 4!. So I’m squeezing into my 8’s and I only bought maybe 2 pairs of 10 jeans just to get me through Spring. Actually, that strategy has probably worked out for me since I can’t stand how tight and uncomfortable everything is. It may be exactly what I needed to get my head back in the game.