Maybe it was just me but it seemed like there were shocked faces last night when I weighed in. I know mine was. At first I thought I lost but the memory of the goldfish didn't remember my last weight. I ended up gaining .6 pounds this week. What did I do wrong? I thought I ate well and exercised just as hard as I did before even added in the medicine ball.
That gain is not a set back and I will show that fat who the true boss is. True measure of weight loss is done in two week measurements. So since that was week 4 and the week before was a 6.4 pound loss I am still down. So where do I go from here... quite simply continue down the weight loss train. I had thought about setting myself a goal to lose 5-6 pounds this week. Then after some thought and discussion with the Lord, I decided not to do that. If I fail, to meet that goal I will do more damagee mentally even if I lose 4 pounds.
This morning at the gym I didn't waste anytime I walked back into the dungeon picked up the medicine ball and threw it at the wall as hard as possible. I was frustrated and that was the best way to relieve that feeling. At least I didn't go and eat a whole pizza or bucket of chicken wings. When I was done with this mornings workout I felt better both mentally and physically.
So while writing this entry, Paula came by and extended an invitation to join them in the pool for the Thursday workout. Aww yisss I love the water. I look forward to sweating while swimming. That seems so odd. I welcome it and look forward to splashing around.