Treadmill accompaniement: Revolutionary Love, My Shy Boss, One Big Hit
Starting weight (AM/no clothes)
10/14/17: 242
10/21/17: 237.8
10/28/17: 241
11/04/17: 235.8
11/11/17: 234.8 (with clothes)
11/19/17: 239
Steps:
10/15 - 10/21: 50,020 (10,000 X1)
10/22 - 10/28: 64,141 (10,000 X6)
10/29 - 11/04: 56,605 (10,000 X3)
11/05 - 11/11: 45,071 (10,000 X3)
11/12 - 11/18" 47,566 (10,000 X3)
I started Monday at 235 pounds, and started Tuesday at 240 pounds. All thanks to 1 Chinese food dinner. I kept hoping it was just water weight and would go down in a day or two, and thus far, it has refused.
My mutual friends, had a mutual friend visit, and so I was not able to exercise as much, and I ate out, and it kind of derailed things. I have a dietbet coming this Saturday, and I think I'm supposed to be at 233, or 232 pounds, which seems really unlikely, unless it is water weight that was taking it's sweet time.
So that was discouraging, not enough to give up, but definitely not the current result I was hoping for. It's interesting when I lose some weight, like a few pounds, I go around really happy about it all day, like I'm on my way to my goal, and this is great, and I'm daydreaming about the next weight loss goal, and the world feels better. But when my weight goes up, it's so very, woe is me!
I think when I'm losing weight, I feel in control and it's getting good results, but when I'm gaining, I feel out of control and getting bad results that I do not want. Which makes me grumpy.
A lot of the IG ladies that I follow, who are/have lost weight, post a lot of things about set backs and not giving up and to keep trying, so I know that I am definitely not the only one, and it's part of the process. I'm just impatient.