The end of the first 3 days is always the hardest for me. The water weight loss slows and the real work kicks in. This is where my ungrounded attempts falter. Without a better reason to keep going I revert to old habits, wine, ice cream, and "little" end of the day extras. It feels good to have a reason to stay focused. Only 23 more days and 5 pounds to go. I can do this. Breathe. Commit. I'm staying within parameters for food, but the recent slow down means I need a significant increase in my activity. My goal this week? 45 minutes of cardio for 5 of the next 7 days. We'll see if this bears fruit.
Emotionally, the beginning weight loss is awesome. My husband is proud of me and is being super supportive. My daughter cheered my on with a big smile and thumbs up at my 2.8 pound loss. A great support system is such an awesome boost. The only down side is really increased moodiness when I get hungry. I embody the "hangry" phenomonon. And I'm really not sure how to work around it.
This last week I went to a weights class, and while I would love to work up to better fitness there, I was so sore I didn't go back to the gym for 3 days. I don't think I'll be able to add that for this competition. I'll hold off until I can do something more my speed afterwards. Maybe when my house is back together...
Did I mention that I'm in the middle of a full scale remodel? New sections of subfloor, new bathroom, new laminate, new paint. The upside, is that I have a fully working kitchen and a decent place to sleep. That's all a person really needs anyway. Onward and upward.
This is a "stick to it" week. Breathe. Commit. I can do this.