Weigh in day is so annoying when I know I haven't done my tracking during the week. This morning I was feeling a little down about it as stepped into the shower. After the shower, I weighed myself on my bathroom scale, 163.4 (with no clothes on) so I figured by the time I put on clothes and get over to the meeting I would probably weigh in about the same as last week. Just not gaining is sometimes very uplifting. At the meeting, I was down 0.2 lbs (a stick of butter!! They'd say at a WW meeting), 165.2 lbs. This means for the entire last month (2/9-3/9) I stayed the same, down 21.2 overall. I have not been tracking and the only thing saving me from gaining is all the running. I have been eating everything in sight lately. I tracked one day this past week and was devastated when I realized that the strawberry shake I had at Cold Stone Creamery was 43 points!!! Similar to the Friendly's incident, I will not make the same mistake twice. Cold Stone, never again.
The silver lining to weigh in day is that it is also meeting day. Thankfully, this week's meeting really spoke to me. There was a lot of talk about eating for no good reason which is any reason other than hunger. That is exactly my problem. I get bored. I get busy. I sometimes want to do something for myself. I just want to step away from the kids (or the whining) for a second. There's a million reasons but grabbing something from the kitchen is just what I do in those sorts of empty mindless moments. THAT IS THE ROOT OF MY PROBLEM. I am going to make a concerted effort to stop doing that and stop making excuses if I am doing it. As my leader said, "You eat in those moments and then afterwards when you still don't feel filled up, you eat some more but you are never going to feel filled up because you are not eating because you are hungry." So insightful.
Another topic at the meeting was not allowing the scale to be your only determinate of success, which was a coincidence because I was just having the same thought this morning. I don't want to sound like I'm all about the scale even though on weigh in day I kind of am. While I was taking my shower feeling a little glum, I was thinking about my week and decided to think about my successes. I am really proud that I completed my longest run yet 8 miles. I am hoping to do 9 miles tomorrow. I love how strong I feel from doing the weights. I love that I can carry my baby (in a ridiculously heavy car seat) and 2 year old at the same time albeit only in a pinch and I prefer not to but I can do it nonetheless. I also made some strides in not reaching for food and finding an alternative. This week I got a babysitter for a couple of hours and did my run. Today, even though it was cold, I was desperate to get out of the house. I let the kids play in the house (their preference) and then I said get ready to go to the playground and we all got out the door and went. The time it took to actually get them out the door probably equaled the time spent at the playground but at least I wasn't grazing in the kitchen for that time. Finally, I am proud that I have not gained. 165 was my old normal and I'm proud to be back but I hovered around my old normal for the last 4 weeks, I think I'm ready to leave it in the dust and move on now. I say it every week but I will track this week!!
The half marathon training has been going so well. It was really bothering me that I was not hitting my stride until the end of my run or that I didn't seem to have any sort of base, every mile seemed hard to me. I finally found my groove. The week off no running has definitely paid off because my running feels so much better. Five miles is a workout but no longer a struggle. Go me!! And I finally booked out hotel room so we are really going!!
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