This morning I got on the scale, and I really wasn’t too excited to get on it. You see, the past four weeks have been really hard. I know I keep saying it, but I have been challenged, to say the least. Pushed to my limits, absolutely. Remember when you were in labor with your first kid and you thought that it hurt so much it couldn’t possibly get worse and then it did? Yeah. It’s been like that. Like, this can’t possibly get more challenging or complicated, and then it did. That has been my past four weeks.
Then, suddenly, the clouds seemed to lift and sunlight started making its way through, both literally and figuratively. This week things started getting better- the weather cleared, and with it, the insane things in my life seemed to settle too. I’m cautiously optimistic that this is a trend that will continue globally, in my life, over the next little while.
It’s been hard to keep up with my fitness. Over the last two weeks, I pretty much let it go. My back went out, my neck did a psycho freak out that has effected me all week and I decided to just let it go until I was ready to get back to it. I thought I would start today, but I woke up with a twang again, my husband hit his head really hard, and rather than exasperate either of our injuries, I’m taking the weekend off again.
That said, I’m still trying to keep up with the nutrition aspect. I thought I was eating poorly. There have been cookies, nummy food in the staff room and a larger number of Mike and Ike’s than I care to admit have gone down the hatch. So, back to my opening line, when I hopped on the scale today I pretty much expected to weigh in around 215, not in the 205-206 range! Then, to make the good news even better, my WiiFit meter glitched last week and I thought I had lost my data. Instead, I had all of my data from this week plus all the data from my hikes last weekend! I’m so close to making the altitude goal! Sometimes those little goals make all the difference in the world for motivation!
And do you see that I am less than half a percentage point away from a BMI of 30? When I get under 30 I will no longer be clinically obese, I’ll only be overweight. I know it’s just semantics, but that means so much to me. And to seriously be so close to 200 is just amazing. Amazing!