Last week, I only lost one pound. Which was great! However, last week, I didn't eat as well as I could have or should have. We ate out way too many times last week. I made some healthy choices but there was a couple of times that while I didn't make the worst choice, I didn't make the best choice either.
This week was different. I started out by making a meal plan and grocery shopping for those particular items. My eating went much better this week because of it. Since I knew what I was going to be eating each day, I was prepared. I'm the type of person, who might have plenty to eat in the house, but I don't plan well enough and then it's dinner time and nothing is thawed out, and we have to go out to eat or pick something up. But planning ahead made it easier.
I also did some sort of exercise every day except Monday, which was the day that I didn't feel well. I even went to the gym on Wednesday and Saturday, for an hour each time.
But, I'm still nervous. In the past, I have eaten well and exercised and the scale didn't show my hard work. Which made me discouraged and eventually I gave up. This time is different though. Because even if the scale doesn't show me love tomorrow, I know that I am healthier. I ate well this week. That is an accomplishment. I exercised well this week. That is a success. But I'm still hoping the scale shows me some love.
This morning, I got up early and got my first day of week three of C25K in.
Last night before I went to bed, I was thinking about doing my run this morning. I wasn't sure how long the runs were this week so I got online to check. When I saw that two of the runs were three minutes each, my heart sank. I was pretty sure that I wouldn't be able to do it. I mean, 90 seconds were kind of a struggle at times last week. How on earth was I going to run for three minutes without stopping? Instead of psyching myself out. I decided to get some rest and just go for it.
While my intentions of getting some good rest were pure, my daughter had other plans in mind. Bedtime with her lately has been a struggle. She gets up a dozen times, with some excuse or another, before actually going to sleep. So, I actually got to sleep much later than I had planned.
When my alarm went off this morning, I considered not going for my run. But I knew that if I put it off, I might not do it this afternoon. After hitting the snooze button twice, I finally got up and got ready. As soon as I started out, I was worried. I got a catch in my side just doing my five minute warm-up walk. (Side note: I got several catches in my side today. Mostly while I was walking in Target. I was walking kind of fast and immediately it started hurting. Anybody have an idea why?) But the first run was easy, it was only 90 seconds. Then came my 90 second walk and then...my first three minute run. Oh boy!
It came and went and I was thrilled. My last three minute run was a bit harder than the first but I made it. And I felt so accomplished! It has been a LONG time since I've been able to run three minutes without stopping. I'm sure it was high school. Ha!
I couldn't believe how hot and humid it was at 6:15 this morning. I was pretty sweaty when I was done. So I decided on a smoothie with a bit of peanut butter in it for breakfast. Yum! And what a healthy way to cool off. After I showered, I was trying to decide on what to wear to church this morning. Getting ready for church has been a bit of a downer lately. For awhile, I only had a couple of things to wear to church that fit. Now, that I've been losing some weight, I have a few more options again. :) But this morning, I decided on a dress that I bought back in February to wear when Ryan and I went out for Valentine's. It was a sleeveless dress so back then I had to wear a sweater with it but today, I figured I could do without one. I was wrong! I needed it for church because it was cold! Ha ha.
Anyway, I've worn it a couple of times since February but this morning when I put it on, there was a noticeable difference in the way it fit. At least to me. As we were headed out the door, I decided to take a quick picture and compare it to the picture I took on Vday. I can tell a difference. Can you? I had already lost some weight by February because if you remember I was my biggest in December. I started eating better in January.