Weight Loss War Week #3

So it's that time of the week again to report how the war rages on. Last week I lost a whole pound. It wasn't quite the result I wanted to see but in past times I had found that I typically gain after a large loss so I am taking it and moving on. This week has proved more challenging to me to get in my workouts and for some reason to eat as well as I would like. I have figured out I am a stress eater. How I fix it is still to be determined. I recognize it and I admit it but I still need to stop it. I think I have reduced the amounts I cram into my mouth, but I still do cram some in during times of stress.


The week for me started with Gary working last Saturday morning which prevented me from going to the gym in the early AM like I wanted. I had a full day with birthday party for Aimee to go to and Gary and I had date night scheduled so I knew the morning was my only chance at a workout. So I popped in my Biggest Loser Boot camp DVD that I borrowed from the library and pumped and burned with past season contestants. I called it a day and went on. Sunday I did make it to the gym to run my 3.5 miles and it was all good.


Monday things got slippery. I went to pick up a double jogging stroller that I found on Craigslist so that I can start taking the girls on walks around the neighborhood, but it was out in Concord, MA. Since starting my scour weeks ago for this elusive stroller I decided that I was going to make the trek and then go to work afterwards in Cambridge because while Concord is far from Norwell it is not far from Cambridge so that was my reasoning. Suffice to say I did not get into work until well after 10AM and I just didn't think it was a good idea to head to the workout room at noontime with only two hours of work under my belt. So I worked through lunch to make up my tardiness and I headed home and got in just after 6:30. So no workout Monday.


Tuesday I had good intentions but they all fell to crap because my head was pounding from what I can only imagine was allergies. Apparently Juniper is very high lately and every time I hear it mentioned on the news I tend to have a headache. So I am self diagnosing and saying I am allergic to Juniper. Tuesday shot.


Wednesday I got up at the crack of dawn, rolled into my workout clothes and headed into work. The construction of the Neponset Bridge has proved really good at lengthening my commute so I get up at 5AM and have everything pre-packed the night before so that on Wednesdays Gary stays home with the girls in the AM and I meet up with him at 1PM and get them from him. Anyway, I went to work, ran my 3.5 miles and called my workout done. So Wednesday was good. Until...night time. Aimee complained her belly hurt after she came in from playing outside with Nicole. I figured that since she isn't good about knowing the telltale signs of intestinal gas and or bathroom necessity as reasons for the discomfort I chalked it up to her having an impending bathroom break. And not having monitored any of her intake that day since I don't see her until 3PM when I pick her up from preschool, I noticed she didn't want dinner and at about 8PM I saw the contents of her stomach all over my living room floor. So she was definitely not up to par which meant that Thursday was not going to be on schedule.


Thursday morning we got up and all seemed fine. No more evidence of the stomach ailments that had plagued Aimee the night before. So I sat her down with some Gatorade and some toast with jelly and watched her. Seemed like it was just something she ate that affected her so we were on with our normal routine after all until an explosive bathroom visit. So I decided not to subject the little kids at daycare to any potential germs though I suspected it was due to an overindulgence the day before. But Nicole went to daycare, I stayed home with Aimee to monitor progress and she was fine so she went off to school at 12:30 but that meant I had to catch up on work I missed so I was again unable to hit the gym.


That brings us to today. We're off for a walk in the neighborhood with my Craigslist find and I hope to hit the gym later on after Aimee's dancing lessons. The rest of the weekend is up in the air for plans but I do plan to get a few gym visits in there.


I haven't seen a ton of progress but I was able to put on a pair of Capri pants that didn't fit me so well last summer and wear them comfortably. Of course they did fit comfortably the summer prior to that but small steps here. My first mini goal is to get under 200 lbs which I haven't seen in about 5 years since I was pregnant with Aimee. I am just over a bag of flour away from that and hopefully I can keep things in tact for the next few days to see another loss on Monday.