I enjoyed not having a scale at the lake this summer, I could only weigh myself on our brief visits home. This was a good thing for me since I tend to get a bit OCD about things like that, and I just want to eat right and exercise for health reasons and not numbers on the scale. But of course, the number on the scale is the tangible evidence for all of my efforts.
So, in the two months that we were away I lost...ta da....15 pounds. While that should leave me thrilled, since my total loss is now....ta da.......35 pounds, I am actually a bit disappointed. I was hoping to lose more. I keep thinking about how many miles I swam, biked and walked. I worked SO hard. I am telling myself that I probably did lose more FAT weight but gained some muscle weight and that the muscle weight is off setting that weight from the FAT loss, but the truth is that I can attribute my slow healthy weight loss to two things: fries and chips. I ate a lot of fries and chips this summer. I'd sometimes make dinner of the chips, when I couldn't eat what the kids were having. And fries, well, lets just say that no fries are safe around me, except the battered ones, but I tried to avoid that diner.
My road to the ultimate weight loss is still long, but now that we are home, there will be less eating out and more regular meals. If I can keep up with the exercise, the weight will continue to fall. I know slower is better, but I am impatient. I feel like the last 30 can come off slow, but I want so much to get closer to where I want to ultimately be. I want to get there now. If only I could borrow that body, and pay back the loan by doing what I am supposed to be doing, it would keep me enthusiastic. It is hard for me to make such a physical effort and not see big results fast.
No more fries and chips.
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