Or,
day 20.
Or,
The Week My Mood Plummeted, My Energy Took a Vacation, My Hubby’s Weight Loss Stalled, My Kid Was a Grump, and We All Jumped Happily Off the Wagon for a Day. But that seems a bit wordy for a title.
Everyone warned me about the first week being rough. No one said that in week 3 I would feel worse than I had since day 3! I don’t know what happened exactly. I’ve been steadily doing the same things I did the first two weeks. But on Wednesday of this week I felt like I hadn’t slept in 3 days, and my brain decided to tell my mood that I hate everyone. EVERYONE! It continued through Saturday. The attitude was NOT pretty.
In spite of all that, I was down another pound. And a dress I had worn about a month ago looks like it needs to be taken in a couple of inches. So, yay!
My hubby is down a total of 8 pounds, which is great, but he has stayed there for the last 9 or so days, so by his decree, today was our first CHEAT DAY. No one was happier than the kid. “Subway! Can I PLEASE have Subway??? And a baked potato?”
I know I’ll probably feel lousy tomorrow. (Good thing it’s a work and school holiday!) But the hope is that our bodies will do a reset and kick back into weight loss mode. We’ll see. MY hope is that I’ll get back to the “Woo hoo!” energy mode I experienced in the 2nd week. If I can get that back, I believe the weight loss can follow, AND my attitude will stay where it needs to be.
The one thing I had today that really tasted like all the hopes and dreams of all the world, was the remnants of the kid’s baked potato. But I’m gonna have ice cream in a little while, so I’d say that will be my moment of pure ecstasy.
So, that’s where we are. Back to it tomorrow, and I’m honestly not dreading it. My biggest struggle has been the convenience factor. But on the days when I’ve felt great, it’s been totally worth it.
Wish us luck as we jump back onto that burnt out wagon tomorrow!
Her High and Mightyness 