Okay I got up this morning and weighed in I hit my goal plus, I am 2.5lb under. I was so super excited about this. I started my second DB also and got my weigh in approved. I was pumped. I have one day off this week and I was going to relax. Kick back and enjoy they day. Get a great walk in and just take care of myself. Ha.....
So I live with my mother(who is 88) and my brother (who is 58 going on 100, and has had 7 strokes) He knew I had plans with a friend to go walking, but he wanted to go grocery shopping today and I really figured I could get that in, what's a sister for if not to help out a little. Well a short trip to the grocery store to get his snacks, turned into a major shopping trip. Partly my fault I got all the stuff I needed for the week and meal planned chicken veggie soup and mini turkey meatloafs. I can run the grocery store for the stuff I need in about 15 minutes, but I have to remember that my brother is much slower and his thought process is even slower. So and hour 1/2 later we get home. I call my girlfriend ad say hey lets do this next weekend, just not enough hours in the day with all I got going. She is the best and understood.
So now I am in the kitchen making my meals. At this point I remember I have not eaten a thing yet today. It is 12:45pm. I go to the frig and I grab the pizza that I avoided last night, because I am feeling like I am going to pass out, I didn't feel hungry, but my body was screaming for something and I am feeling over worked and not wanting to plan my meal, I justify all of this because it is my reward day(yes I am trying to change the lanuage here and not call it a cheat day). I stop all my meal prep sit down to eat the 2 small slices of pizza, after about 15 minutes I feel better an get back to work. Finish up and get the kitchen cleaned, finish up the laundry and do a few other small chores around the house.
Now it is already 2:00pm. So I say I am going for a walk. I leave with the soup simmering on the stove. Here is the best part..... I walk for 3.25 miles. Which for me is awesome. It takes me 60 minutes, and yes the last 1/4 mile I so wanted to just call home and say come pick me up. But by the time my mother (remember she is 88) gets dressed in the car and drives to get me I would be home already. I felt amazing for doing that. That is the longest I have walked at one time in forever. My feet and ankles are really feeling my 300lb body right now as I try to move around the house afterwards, but I still feel amazing.
I know to alot of you 3.25 miles in not much, and to take 60 minutes to do it in is no great feat. I haven't moved like that in years. I can do a mile with easy but that long of a walk all at one time I am proud. My goal is to be able to do that walk in 3 months in 45 minutes.
So now you are wondering why celebration on hold, because I didn't see the success until I sat down and began writing all of this. I didn't see the steps I made and the changes that are becoming apart of me as a reason to celebrate. I was so focued on all the other stuff I did today that bogged me down. Besides forgetting to eat that I also forgot to look back at my day and realize how far I have come in this 3 week journey. I am stronger, happier and healthier than I was 3 weeks ago and I have to say thank you to all of you. You inspire me to do more, become more, and when I can't you celebrate my sucesses for me. What a great group, I am really going to hate to see this end next week, but in the mean time. Keep on moving and motivating.