I decided to start blogging again. I had every intention of making that a semi-regular thing, but as always, time seemed to slip away and here we are over a week later. Also, I didn’t tell anyone that I started a new blog. Why? I have no idea. Probably fear of failure (see previous post) and feelings of “who wants to read this shit anyway?”
Last week I was super hopeful that things had finally “clicked” and I was ready to be in weight loss beast mode again. But I’m not sure that’s the case.
Yes, we (re)joined a gym mid-week (Planet Fitness – can’t be $10/month) and even went there a few times.
Yes, we logged a few miles on our bikes this weekend. (I love my Giant Liv Alight 3, BTW.)
And yes, I’ve been rocking my Polar M400 fitness goal all week. (You know that 99% haunts me and if I realized I was that close I’d have taken the dog out one last time or something.)
But my eating has been meh. It hasn’t been perfect, but it hasn’t be (too) atrocious either. I guess it’s a start, right? I switched from Weight Watchers online to MyFitnessPal mostly just in hopes that trying something (not really) new would help. MFP is how I got back into the swing of things 3 years ago, so why not give it another go?
I do think in the long run it will be more beneficial. I generally struggle with weight loss in the summer, which is funny considering all of the healthy fruits and veggies that are readily available in the summer. But, for instance, the “zero point” watermelon I inhale like crazy is really like 500+ calories. And I have no self control with it. Oddly enough, my worst night of eating this week was triggered by a giant bowl of watermelon. It gets me into an eat-all-the-food mindset that’s never a good place to be when you have a decidedly unhealthy relationship with food.
So, I will track my calories and I will work out and #wycwyc my way through each day. And eventually it will all come together, right? (Please say yes.)