This morning's weigh-in was bittersweet. I had really, really hoped for a lower number on the scale today.
241. Well, that's a one-pound loss from August 1. My highest weight during August was 248. So somewhere along the line I suppose I lost 7 pounds. But we'll stick to a one-pound loss for the month, because I always keep track from the first of the month to the next first.
I worked pretty hard this month. I pushed myself into more activity than I've been doing. I broke barriers with myself and had many, many days "on plan." But I'm not kidding myself. I had a couple of binges. Not a lot, and not *terribly* frantic or crazy. But enough, as you can see, to keep me from losing *more.* One day I got a sheet of colorful, craving-inducing coupons from McDonald's in the mail. Buy a coffee, get a free warm, frosted Brownie Bites dessert. The glossy, chocolatey pictures caught me off guard and I went racing to the drive-thru to indulge. As I sat in the parking lot with my whipped-cream-topped mocha and warm, oozing brownies, I felt oddly uninterested. I took a sip of the mocha. I took 2 bites of the brownie. Then I said, "This just ain't worth it" and I dumped the mocha out the window and closed up the brownie to give to my teenager and went home. Another time I bought myself a cheese danish on a whim and then decided I wasn't going to eat it. And I didn't.
I'm proud of myself. If you look on the left side of my blog, there's a running report of weight each month for the last two years. I am SO thrilled to have a one pound loss, because this is the first LOSS I have had to report since April! And I did it during a month where I was on vacation for almost two weeks. One pound might not seem like much to you, but to me, it is the first step back to losing consistently. Breaking that gaining streak feels like I have finally "gotten through" to my fat-girl self. I think she is finally hearing me and not just digging in her heels and putting her fingers in her ears.
Yesterday was a good day. My foot still hurts, but I managed to bike gently for about 16 minutes before it got too painful. I kept the resistance down and tried to shift my foot around a lot, but when it started to hurt I laid off. I think I'll rest it again today and do some upper body work.
My dinner last night was so great! My son caught some salmon and we pan-fried it in olive oil with salt & pepper. I made a nice fresh mango salsa: chopped red onions softened in a bit of olive oil on the stove, minced garlic tossed in to cook briefly, then I mixed that with some chopped fresh tomatoes from the garden, half a jalapeno (with NO SEEDS), 2 diced fresh, juicy mangoes, chopped cilantro, lime juice, and salt & pepper. That was so good served over the salmon! I made a side of brown rice (mainly for my daughter; I only had about 2T of rice) and steamed fresh asparagus spears. Delish!
Well, I'll just call myself a success! I'm on a losing trend, I'm eating healthy, and I am moving more now than I have in a good six months. I know if I keep it up, the downward trend will continue. And life only gets better when you have less heaviness to carry around. Everything aches less. And ya know, that is true both physically and emotionally. Less heaviness. Less aching. All around, life's better. It's better at 241 than at 280, and it's better at 214 than 241. Losing weight doesn't solve everything, but it does indeed make life easier.
There's never a better time than NOW. Your next bite matters. Make it a good one!