Total weight lost on OPTAVIA: 35 pounds
First let me say it’s insane that I’ve been on this program for over 100 days. I can barely do anything two days in a row, let alone one hundred! Recent evidence indicates my self-discipline may be improving though. I suppose it’s about time I become a grown up.
Monday, day 105: Weight was 181. WTH scale? Maybe it’s broken and stuck on 181. Traveling today. It’s a work day so my fuelings are fine. Water is hard to fit in during work, but I make up for it later. I’m in a hotel tonight so dinner was a restaurant meal. So many choices! It’s not completely on plan but I had an amazing chicken, cashew, and strawberry salad with apple vinaigrette. I also continued with my 30-day fitness challenge. I went to bed feeling pretty good about my day…and that’s a very good thing!
Tuesday, day 106: Again, super good day! Another restaurant meal. Same restaurant but ordered a steak and veggies. I wished I had ordered that salad again. Also, I ate broccoli and didn’t die.
Wednesday, day 107: I am a rock star. I resisted SO.MANY.THINGS! The Girl had a party and there were s’mores which happen to have graham crackers as a main ingredient, and we all know that I am weak around graham crackers. There were also Froot Loops in the house which the Girl and her friends were supposed to finish before I got back from Michigan. Also I resisted chips and crackers and brats. Like I said — Rock Star! I’m pretty excited to step on the scale in the morning. It’s been three days of really solid food choices. It has to be down just a little bit!
Thursday, day 108: OK. My scale almost took a trip out the window of a second story room. Still 181! I’m actually mad!! Not sure who I’m mad at, but whatever! I did SO freakin’ well while I was on the road! Better than I’ve done many times before and nothing?? Not even a half a pound?!
Friday, day 109:
Update: Today is November 17, and I just found the unpublished draft of this post that I wrote at the beginning of August. On Friday, day 109, I had a major life change that was emotionally traumatic. As a result I’ve floundered through my life for the past three months. Everything stopped. All my goals were cast aside.
I debated whether I should even post this, but decided that it’s an important piece of the weight loss journey. Weight loss isn’t a straight line down. It’s hard and messy and full of emotional ups and down that will most times mirror scale ups and downs.
In a perfect world we’ve established our new habits of health so firmly that we don’t lose any ground when life happens. I wasn’t strong enough to hold on to the new habits. I keep reminding myself that it’s OKAY! Nobody is expecting me to be perfect except me.
I’m still not feeling fully committed but as always I try again. Try. Try. And try. And then eventually, I’ll get further than if I had stopped trying.