I have pretty much sucked it up lately. I have realized that trying to work, go to school, research grad schools, revise my resume, travel, socialize, apply to grad school, work on this consulting project, pleasure read and sleep is not super conducive to weight loss. Both running and healthy eating have suffered.
Anyway, I didn’t go to my meeting. I know I swore I would, but I can feel where I’m at and I just can’t handle it. It’s the truth. So, I came to a decision over the past two days. The scale is coming out of storage. I know it makes me a bit obsessive, but the truth is, I have to be if I am going to lose weight.
Now, don’t freak out. My only goal until applications are done is to get back to and maintain my 25 lb loss. That’s it. I’m not going to try and drop a lot of weight while dealing with all of this stuff. I just have way too much going on.
So, that’s all I have for you this week. The skinny jeans still fit…photo to come and I’ll see if I can’t get in the darling camel jacket with it. I tried to take one, but it came out super blurry (self-portraits with no auto focus are a bit difficult). I’m still feeling good about what I’ve accomplished. I definitely want to lose more and I know I’ll really be feeling that way come next Saturday when I’m carrying all of my weight for 26.2 miles, but that’s okay.
All of you out there who are struggling through the joys of weight drama, just remember it is a slow process that has to be taken one day at a time. Maybe even one meal at a time. On that note, I’d like to share a funny story. This morning, I went upstairs for a little snack. I was standing in line and this is what I heard:
Super skinny tall guy: I’d like two old-fashioned donuts and a milk.
Sales girl: Okay…what kind of milk do you want?
Super skinny tall guy: Whatever kind has the most fat.
Oh, how would it be?