I'm going to be honest with you all here. Those of you that read this the most are some of my best friends and my mom (hi, Mom!), so I can be real with you all. I posted earlier about the Largest Loser contest that I signed up for on January 1st. The first weigh in was held on Tuesday, January 7th. I had some errands to run before the weigh in (including signing paperwork to begin my new job!!) so I used that as an excuse to eat like crap for breakfast. I had a coupon for a free bagel from Chick-Fil-A (my absolute favorite breakfast) so I used it for breakfast and skipped my daily green monster. Bad idea, I know, but I used the excuse that it was my "last meal" before the competition started. Ya know, because I will never have an opportunity to eat a bagel for breakfast ever again! If there was an eye-rolling smiley, it would go here.
Anyhow, so I had the bagel and then did my errands. I drank a ton of water that morning and went to weigh in around 1pm. I stepped on the scale to weigh in front of a guy that has probably been in shape his entire life and I felt like the most disgusting person in the world, although he was super nice and professional. I stepped on the scale and saw a number that was 14 pounds higher than I weighed that morning on the scale at home. Wow. I was devastated, to be completely honest. That number totally negated the hard work I'd done so far to lose 15 pounds last year. I was back at my highest weight ever, the same weight I was on the day that I went in to deliver Lawton, according to their scale. No bueno. I could've cried right there, but I somehow held it together until I got to the car. When I got in the car,
I surprisingly didn't cry. I didn't scream. I was just... Numb. I felt like everything I did before was just completely irrelevant and stupid. So what did I do? Cured myself with food, of course! Back to Chick-Fil-A I went. Emotional eating was back in full force! After over a week of clean eating and mostly raw food, that CFA was definitely not what my body wanted or needed and I was amazed at how quickly I reverted to old habits that I thought I could control. I felt like crap all day after that. No energy. No desire to do anything. I did make it to 10,000 steps that day but just barely. Of course I didn't eat well for supper either because, after all, "the day was ruined."
I got back on the wagon the next day and had a green monster for breakfast, although I slept super late because Lawton refused to sleep the night before so Adam took him while I got some uninterrupted sleep (because he's the best husband in the world!). I felt better after eating relatively well yesterday (but still not great). It's so weird how one bad day can impact so much. I still don't feel as great as I felt before I had the bad day, but I'm finding that it takes about 4 days to feel great after a bad day. So... The crappy food I ate on Tuesday will impact me until Friday. Wow. Worth it? No way. Oh, and I also woke up on Wednesday morning with two new pimples. Ugh. I am back on the wagon today for sure and eating clean and hitting my step goal today. One day at a time... That's all I can do.
I also got a call yesterday to start my new job earlier than expected. I'm really excited to start early but I have so much to do! I'm nervous about meal planning and staying healthy while being a working mom. Any tips are greatly appreciated! How do you all do it?! When I was running before and doing so well, I was working at the doctors office and was able to simply go downstairs and use the gym on my lunch break, which was so simple and easy! Now I'll have to go to the gym either before or after work at peak times (which is a huge obstacle to overcome in itself) rather than my normal 10am time when the gym is completely dead. This won't be easy but I'm up for the challenge!
I have a post planned about motivation that is coming soon (don't worry, I have it written out in my head... Sort of.). I won't forget about you all but I don't know how much extra time I'll have to update as often as I have been once I start working, but I promise to keep you updated!
Until next time....
Anyhow, so I had the bagel and then did my errands. I drank a ton of water that morning and went to weigh in around 1pm. I stepped on the scale to weigh in front of a guy that has probably been in shape his entire life and I felt like the most disgusting person in the world, although he was super nice and professional. I stepped on the scale and saw a number that was 14 pounds higher than I weighed that morning on the scale at home. Wow. I was devastated, to be completely honest. That number totally negated the hard work I'd done so far to lose 15 pounds last year. I was back at my highest weight ever, the same weight I was on the day that I went in to deliver Lawton, according to their scale. No bueno. I could've cried right there, but I somehow held it together until I got to the car. When I got in the car,
I surprisingly didn't cry. I didn't scream. I was just... Numb. I felt like everything I did before was just completely irrelevant and stupid. So what did I do? Cured myself with food, of course! Back to Chick-Fil-A I went. Emotional eating was back in full force! After over a week of clean eating and mostly raw food, that CFA was definitely not what my body wanted or needed and I was amazed at how quickly I reverted to old habits that I thought I could control. I felt like crap all day after that. No energy. No desire to do anything. I did make it to 10,000 steps that day but just barely. Of course I didn't eat well for supper either because, after all, "the day was ruined."
I got back on the wagon the next day and had a green monster for breakfast, although I slept super late because Lawton refused to sleep the night before so Adam took him while I got some uninterrupted sleep (because he's the best husband in the world!). I felt better after eating relatively well yesterday (but still not great). It's so weird how one bad day can impact so much. I still don't feel as great as I felt before I had the bad day, but I'm finding that it takes about 4 days to feel great after a bad day. So... The crappy food I ate on Tuesday will impact me until Friday. Wow. Worth it? No way. Oh, and I also woke up on Wednesday morning with two new pimples. Ugh. I am back on the wagon today for sure and eating clean and hitting my step goal today. One day at a time... That's all I can do.
I also got a call yesterday to start my new job earlier than expected. I'm really excited to start early but I have so much to do! I'm nervous about meal planning and staying healthy while being a working mom. Any tips are greatly appreciated! How do you all do it?! When I was running before and doing so well, I was working at the doctors office and was able to simply go downstairs and use the gym on my lunch break, which was so simple and easy! Now I'll have to go to the gym either before or after work at peak times (which is a huge obstacle to overcome in itself) rather than my normal 10am time when the gym is completely dead. This won't be easy but I'm up for the challenge!
I have a post planned about motivation that is coming soon (don't worry, I have it written out in my head... Sort of.). I won't forget about you all but I don't know how much extra time I'll have to update as often as I have been once I start working, but I promise to keep you updated!
Until next time....
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