Well, I'm starting out week 7. That's supposed to be a lucky number right? I really hope this turns out to be a good week. I was disappointed (but not surprised) when I weighed in at 182.2 this morning. I am pretty frustrated that in 7 weeks, I've only managed to lose 4 pounds. And by that, I mean I lost 4 pounds in the first week, and I now weigh as much as I did at the start of Week 2. I really need to be more committed to this. I do well for a week, then I do horribly the next week. And It's not even a downward trend, it's just yoyo-ing up and down and ending in the exact same spot.
So even though I was tired and sore and my shins and thighs were crying out for the warm embrace of my memory foam bed, I awkwardly pulled on my exercise gear and did my best not to waddle as I made my way to the aerobics class. I had to modify some of the moves, and I didn't dare try any floor exercises. I could just imagine trying to get up from doing crunches and looking like a turtle stuck on its back. So I may not have gotten in the best workout this morning, but I got up and I went. And I am working toward building a real habit of regular exercise. And I'm really considering getting a pass to the rec center so I can be motivated to stay active all winter long (if I pay for it, I will feel obligated to use it).
I started today off well. I had yogurt for breakfast and stuffed mushrooms for lunch. I got caught up doing lots of things around the house and forgot to log the rest of my food, but I think I managed to do okay.
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