|Shibuya intersection. Right in front of my hotel|
When all was said and done when I got back from Japan I had actually lost a few pounds simply from sweating like a beast and walking around a lot. It wasn't any significantly huge number, but it was something. Unfortunately that loss disappeared in the weeks following. Why? Because I had 5 weeks off from work while our set was being shipped back to the States and I took advantage of it.
By doing what?
By going to New Zealand, of course!!
|Seriously, GO TO NEW ZEALAND!|
While in New Zealand, I did a lot of walking but that's about it. I wasn't really careful with my diet and even though I had brought my running gear with the best of intentions of taking a few runs along the waterfront in Wellington, I decided that chatting with my sister over a cup of tea was more important. Needless to say, I didn't lose any weight while I was down there. I did gain back the five pounds I had lost in Tokyo and brought back an extra couple just for good measure.
|My little sister and me on Fox Glacier. Admit it, we're awesome.|
Yeah, I ventured back into the headspace of Maia circa 2010. I didn't think I would ever see the day when I started saying stuff like that to myself, but I did. And what was the result? I gained another three pounds.
On my last official weigh-in on 7/29 I was 249.2 with the hopes of losing 15 pounds in three months. As I mentioned above, that did not happen. Instead I came back to this:
That's the highest weight I've been in a LONG time. Well over a year. I have no excuses except that I was enjoying myself. I wasn't taking care of myself, but I was enjoying myself.
I know that the journey I'm on and what I'm doing is a marathon and not a sprint. I know that there are going to be set backs and this is one of them. That's why I'm not really all that worried. Because I've been back at work for four days now and I've worked out all four of them. I'm tracking my calories carefully. I'm making pretty good choices when it comes to food.
Also I am pre-training for my half marathon at the end of February. I lost some of my stamina and I need to get back up to being able to run 3 miles consistently if I want to be able to complete this thing.
Between moving my butt and tracking my diet I know that I'll get the weight I gained off, and I'm ready to keep right on going! I'm tired of telling people that I have more I want to lose, I want to go right ahead and lose it! I want to hit that goal weight! I want to drop two more pants sizes.
These are all achievable goals and I'm in a pretty good mindset to do it. My boss is doing really well and so we are supporting each other through this. A simple "I'll see you in the gym tonight!" helps so much...
So, that's where I'm at. Some amazing experiences in the past three months, with the pounds on my thighs to show for it. But I'm refocused and ready to go.
This will happen. I know it.
Why? Because I'm going to MAKE it happen.