I was determined to stay on track and reach my 6 week goal of making a habit out of this journey. The first week was fabulous, I worked out like crazy and kept my calorie intake low. The second week was more challenging. With both mine and my husband's birthdays close and while we were on vacation, we went out to dinner 3 times, had cake, Ice cream, pie and cookies. I did not work out very much at all and did not count my calories.
We returned home on Saturday, August 3rd, but I did not weigh in until Sunday, August 4th. I stepped on the scale, nervous about what I would see. I did a double take and asked my husband to come and verify what the scale said... 244 pounds!
WHAT!!! No way! I was shocked!!! I lost 7 pounds in those 3 weeks! Still 1 pound above my goal! I was astounded! I was excited!
I had to stop and assess the last few weeks and wrap my mind around how that was possible. I felt as if I has failed miserably! Yet I still lost weight. I heard God say to me very quietly one word..."BALANCE."
Balance? Oh, balance... I had just learned balance! My extreme self was learning a new character trait on this journey and it helped me to lose weight!
I thought back to my failed week and realized I had not failed at all! In fact I had gained so much more in all the years of trying to lose weight. I went out to dinner and ordered 1 enchilada without rice and beans and 2 handfuls of chips and salsa. The next 2 times we went out, I ordered something small and did not even finish my plate. For my birthday we went to Gayles Bakery in Capitola and ordered a smorgasbord of delicious. I took a bite of everything we ordered but didn't finish anything. We took pastries home and my husband ate the leftovers. Over the course of he week I had a small piece of cake, a few cookies, and fresh strawberry pie.
Here is what I learned... I didn't tank when I had cake! I didn't beat myself up or give up or throw the towel in. I enjoyed life and the celebrations and adjusted my eating patterns. Even though I wasn't counting calories, three weeks of doing so, gave my body a measuring stick to gauge what 1200 calories feels like, and I stayed pretty close to it.
I lost a little over 2 pounds a week even while on vacation! I am succeeding!
The following week, August 5th, 2013 to August 12th seemed even worse than my time at the beach. I was home and helping my dear friend through a divorce. She is a battered wife and is unaware of the damage that is inflicted upon her. She hides the truth and I was learning things I never knew before. She said things that devestated me and her children and my heart broke. I was trying to help her stand and separate from the abuse to get some healing and perspective. The week was a blur and I did not work out once!
I also went out to dinner twice, but felt more comfortable ordering and kept my calorie intake low.
I stepped on he scale on August 12, 2013 and was ready for whatever came my way. I looked down at the number and got off the scale and then back on again to be sure it was correct. Bewildered I called my husband over to look at the number on the scale and confirmed what it said...
241 pounds!
WOW!!! I had lost another 3 pounds!!! A total of 14 pounds!!! In one month I wanted to lose 8 pounds, 2 pounds a week. But have lost 14! I am almost at my average weight of 237 that I have been at since I had my oldest son 17 years ago. Once I pass 237.... Sigh.... I will have to get emotional! Hee hee!
Now that I am home, I will be blogging weekly again..
Find your balance and let that be the fulcrum of your journey!
Walking 4 miles, from our beach house to New Brighton Beach and back.
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