A small gain, but I'm not distraught!

My Tuesday night weigh-in told me I was up 0.2 pounds. It’s not a big amount, and I’m not freaking out that it’s my first gain in 7 weeks, but it did make me buckle down some more.

I’m slowly getting back on track. I have done Leslie Sansone’s 3-mile walk since Monday now, in the evenings. I haven’t been doing the greatest on eating though; I seem to do just fine for breakfast and lunch, but when dinner comes around, I just eat something I shouldn’t. Or Jeff says “let’s get pizza” and I don’t resist. Last night was a little better, though still not up to par.

But I did make his and my lunch for today, which I had been slacking on. I had been packing mine in the morning, when I’m in a hurry to leave, so I wasn’t grabbing everything I should, and I didn’t have time to write it all down. So last night, I packed it all, and wrote it all down, so I was fully prepared today.

I am determined to have a loss, and hopefully a good one, next week. I think that I’ve been lucky to have losses or maintains every week for the last 7 weigh-ins (except Tuesday). For a large amount of that time, I slacked and wasn’t tracking anything, and wasn’t exercising consistently. I think the reason that I did lose without any effort was due to the exercising I was doing about 7 weeks ago. I was doing both cardio and strength training, and when I stopped, the losses continued for nearly 2 months. That’s the only thing I was doing differently, and that’s why I think it may have made a difference. It may have kicked my metabolism into gear.

So now that I’m getting back into the swing of things, and doing cardio daily, I’m going to try to work in strength training a few times a week, to get my muscles stronger and my metabolism going better again.