Week 2 Weigh In
Day 15: Monday. Week 2 Weigh In. Or what I like to call "one step forward, two steps back".
I will waste no time getting to it. I gained 1.6 pounds this week.
To recap:
Starting weight: 178.00
Week 1: 173.2
Week 2: 174.8
I'm all about keeping it real, so I will admit my first thought was WTF? Followed in quick succession by, "is the scale broken?", "was there too much salt in my Panera broth bowl I had for dinner last night?", "am I getting my period?", or the furthest reach (even I will admit), "is my hair holding extra weight from all the humidity?".
My next daunting thought was, "Why the hell did I declare I would post my weigh ins each Monday? What was I thinking?". No pressure or embarrassment there. Full disclosure: I do not weigh myself between weigh ins at all. No peek. Not one glance at that scale. So when I do my weekly Monday morning weigh in, I am truly in suspense and overcome with hope/fear.
So after I weighed myself 4 more times, just to make damn sure, I sat on the edge of my bed and thought, "I feel great! I really, truly do. I'm going to just roll with this. I am actually going to shake it off and continue what I started. I'm not going to back down from my plan. And what if I actually am building muscle faster than I am burning fat and that is the explanation for my weight gain?".
I know I have improved my fitness level. I lost 2.5" from my waist measurements. I was going to say a girl has to keep some secrets, but I am too much of an open book to play coy. I started with a 39" waist and am now at 36.5". That is something! That is visible. That I can see and feel.
When I did my arms and ab workout video this morning, I even increased my weights back up to 5 lbs for the movements that I could, mostly the bicep reps. And I can see my muscles. When I do my bicep curl now, I can actually see my muscle popping up top on the contraction instead of my original marshmallow arm. I still have a long way to go until you could see my muscle in a resting position, but I am determined to get there eventually.
I am exceedingly proud of myself when I do my chair dips to work my triceps (holding on to a chair with my elbow facing backward and lowering my body weight down to the floor and back up). I am now up to 2 sets of 12 before my arms shake too much to continue. When I did my ab exercises this morning (where my knees are held at a 45 degree angle up in the air and pulled into my core, while I simultaneously lift my shoulders off the ground to really crunch all the different muscles), I could visibly see my thighs are smaller.
As I begin week 3, I want to focus more on diet. I think I am doing pretty well, but I definitely need to plan my weekend meals (specifically dinner) a bit better. Our routine gets disorganized when everyone is home and in and out all weekend. I become lax in my discipline to cook, hence the broth bowl at Panera for dinner last night. I tried to make the best decision under the circumstances, but I do prefer my own home cooking, knowing I am controlling all of the ingredients.
My mom was kind enough to buy me these two amazing Mediterranean cookbooks (for Mother's Day). I have looked through them several times, but now it's time to get serious. I am going to try to prepare a dinner from these books each day this week and see how it goes.
Until next time... Be well!
~Tracy
I will waste no time getting to it. I gained 1.6 pounds this week.
To recap:
Starting weight: 178.00
Week 1: 173.2
Week 2: 174.8
I'm all about keeping it real, so I will admit my first thought was WTF? Followed in quick succession by, "is the scale broken?", "was there too much salt in my Panera broth bowl I had for dinner last night?", "am I getting my period?", or the furthest reach (even I will admit), "is my hair holding extra weight from all the humidity?".
My next daunting thought was, "Why the hell did I declare I would post my weigh ins each Monday? What was I thinking?". No pressure or embarrassment there. Full disclosure: I do not weigh myself between weigh ins at all. No peek. Not one glance at that scale. So when I do my weekly Monday morning weigh in, I am truly in suspense and overcome with hope/fear.
So after I weighed myself 4 more times, just to make damn sure, I sat on the edge of my bed and thought, "I feel great! I really, truly do. I'm going to just roll with this. I am actually going to shake it off and continue what I started. I'm not going to back down from my plan. And what if I actually am building muscle faster than I am burning fat and that is the explanation for my weight gain?".
I know I have improved my fitness level. I lost 2.5" from my waist measurements. I was going to say a girl has to keep some secrets, but I am too much of an open book to play coy. I started with a 39" waist and am now at 36.5". That is something! That is visible. That I can see and feel.
When I did my arms and ab workout video this morning, I even increased my weights back up to 5 lbs for the movements that I could, mostly the bicep reps. And I can see my muscles. When I do my bicep curl now, I can actually see my muscle popping up top on the contraction instead of my original marshmallow arm. I still have a long way to go until you could see my muscle in a resting position, but I am determined to get there eventually.
I am exceedingly proud of myself when I do my chair dips to work my triceps (holding on to a chair with my elbow facing backward and lowering my body weight down to the floor and back up). I am now up to 2 sets of 12 before my arms shake too much to continue. When I did my ab exercises this morning (where my knees are held at a 45 degree angle up in the air and pulled into my core, while I simultaneously lift my shoulders off the ground to really crunch all the different muscles), I could visibly see my thighs are smaller.
As I begin week 3, I want to focus more on diet. I think I am doing pretty well, but I definitely need to plan my weekend meals (specifically dinner) a bit better. Our routine gets disorganized when everyone is home and in and out all weekend. I become lax in my discipline to cook, hence the broth bowl at Panera for dinner last night. I tried to make the best decision under the circumstances, but I do prefer my own home cooking, knowing I am controlling all of the ingredients.
My mom was kind enough to buy me these two amazing Mediterranean cookbooks (for Mother's Day). I have looked through them several times, but now it's time to get serious. I am going to try to prepare a dinner from these books each day this week and see how it goes.
Until next time... Be well!
~Tracy
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