Last week's weight: 161 lbs.
This week's weight: 160 lbs.
I lost a pound this week! The proof:
Interesting WW meeting today. My leader talked about how when she was losing weight, she stalled for about 4 months losing the last 10 pounds. She's lost 100 pounds and has kept it off for 15 years! That last 10 was hard because she was afraid of "stopping." Her own leader suggested setting a new goal for herself. Instead of losing x amount of pounds in a week, why didn't she set her goal to NOT gain any more weight?
That was all she needed, a new goal. Hmm....
I motored to the 10 AM Bikram session, and I'm so glad I went. It was awesome, the studio was packed, and I pushed myself past my comfort zone in certain postures. Ooh, I'm hurting. Feeling it in my hamstrings in particular. I think the balancing series really got me. But that's a good thing, so I'm not complaining. Camel pose, on the other hand - wow. Couldn't bend all the way back, but I still felt like I was going to pass out. Which is the whole point of that posture, you're supposed to feel uncomfortable.
My Superbowl plans are quiet. BFF & her husband were thinking of coming over, but she's sick, so that's probably a no go.
I will not be eating junk.
I will not be bringing junk/crap food into my house.
I will not go to bed Sunday night feeling sick to my stomach.
I will not wake up on Monday feeling disgusted with my food choices.
I will not use the game as an excuse to participate in the gorge fest that will be happening in other households.
I will have some turkey chili with some toasted pita bread and salad.
I will watch the adorableness that is the Puppy Bowl, because I love dogs. And puppies are cute as hell.
We all get busy, we all have crazy schedules sometimes, life pulls us all over the place, and sometimes awful shit happens to really great people. And when things like that happen, it's easy to forget important things and lose focus on what should matter.
It becomes easy to start dishing out excuses for one thing or another.
I'm going to leave you all with this little gem. Something to ponder as you DON'T allow yourselves to get sucked into the junk food fest that is the Super Bowl.
And P.S. - Full disclosure: I am the first to admit that I have been guilty of doing this in the past, but no longer:
No mas excuses.