Weight loss is like racing go-carts
Weight loss is like racing go-carts… and then ramming into hay-bales!
You start out, focused and in control. You take the first obstacle with ease. You start letting loose a little more… now I’m cruising! Weight flying off left and right. Then *BAM!* Hay-bale. Ok so I get up, pull the go-cart back on the track. I dust myself off, give myself a little speech, refocus. I start out with a little hesitation and then before I know it I am back in control, cruising along… and then I see some Red Robin cheese sticks in the go-cart next to me. They fly by me. I step on the accelerator without thinking. I go as fast as I can to try to catch up with the fried dairy goodness! I get along side the cart with the fried perfection in it, I reach in to grab them and start to munch… boy these are delicious…. just one more… and *POW!* I ram into a pile of old tires. My head spinning and my tummy upset from the cheese sticks… I get up, dust myself off, and set my go-cart in forward motion again…
I was down in Colorado Springs helping my mom recover from a surgery for a little over 2 weeks. And man I was hitting hay-bales left and right. It didn’t help that my mom wanted nothing but BBQ with all of the fixin’s. Although, like I told her… no one was forcing me to eat it, I could have just as easily eaten a salad. The first two days were great. I was down a pound. The rest of the week seemed okay, and then by week two my pants felt tight… not good. I hadn’t been on the scale since day two of my visit. I was in serious scale avoidance mode! Finally, 3 days before I left hopped on the scale. Maintained the one pound loss. It was a miracle. That’s all I can say. I wasn’t watching my food. I was pretty busy during the day, but by after dinner It was sit on my rump and watch TV time. I was running low on sleep too… which never helps.
Came back home feeling pretty good. Back on track… then my husband was laid off. Ok… so really how much stress can a girl take and still fit into her pants? Really Universe? So my hubby is taking it all very well. His entire groups was laid off and others throughout the company. He is looking at it as an opportunity to make a change to bigger and better things. Good for him! I on the other hand freaked out a little the first couple of days… ok a lot! but, now I can see the potential gift we have been given. It is rare that you find yourself in the midst of total opportunity. So while I am in a state of acceptance and realization of the opportunities we have my scale is telling another story. Back up two pounds.
I guess it is a week of bumping into hay-bales and old tires, but don’t you worry I will be back on track before too much damage is done!
Note about my burn down chart…. I am not sure how I got so far off track with my weekly count. I have updated the chart to the best of my knowledge… will be better about keeping it up to date!