Oh my God I’m so mad.

Last Monday, the first Monday of 2022, I weighed in at 268. That sucks. But onward and upward, right? or rather, onward and downward…

By Friday, I was down to 263. Pretty pleased with that!

I thought I had a pretty good weekend. Saturday I took care of the horses in the morning, then brushed Griffy out (I was going to take him for a walk, but it was raining off & on and honestly I was beat by the time I was done with chores. But I did brush all the dreadlocks out of his mane.) Then I came home, and did my first online class on Equine Calming Signals. Then I took a solid nap, and went to dinner. I was really proud of this Saturday! I did not feel like I wasted my day, like I have so often in the past, and that was even in the face of shitty, cold, rainy weather. The only bad part was a candy binge after dinner, which definitely should not have happened, but binge eating will forever be a work in progress.

Sunday, I laid in bed reading until noon, which was awesome. Then I realized I was late to run an errand, so I jumped out of bed and got that done. On my way home, I thought to myself “I could go home and be lazy, OR….I could go swim! I happen to have my gym back in the car, packed and ready!” So I went to the gym and swam. Closed the exercise ring on my watch. Felt pretty pleased with myself – my goal of closing all rings this month is humming right along!

Eating was okay. Not great. I ate too much Sola Bread. But I took that jar of peanut butter and threw it in the trash. There was a huge bag of M & M’s left over from Saturday’s candy binge….I was so temped, but I resisted.

Stepped on the scale this morning, and what do I see?

268.

In two days I ruined 5 days worth of progress, set myself back, and put all my goals in jeopardy. I AM SO MAD.

I was looking forward to potentially being under 260 this week; now I am here having to reclaim ground I lost for no good reason.

Once I swam out my anger, I started thinking some things through. The big thing I realized is, I lost 5 lbs last week, which is ahead of schedule. If I can repeat that (should be able to, the first 5 come off fast) and then push for another one over next weekend, I will actually be on track next Monday.

The other, I guess bigger thing is, I need a strategy for the weekends because clearly what I’m doing isn’t working. I can accept the weekends I gained a few pounds when I was a lazy slug, but I was actually quite active and hit my calorie/exercise goals both days with ease. So I need to figure out how I’m going to combat the weekend slump in the future, or else I’ll never make forward progress.