I have been crazy busy the last week. I decided to run a 5k, at the Nazi's work so that had me very nervous, not to mention catching back up at "Chicken Flats". The day that I came back from my vacation I was bombarded with enough work to make a grown man cry. So between work, setting up day care arrangements, arguing wtih the Nazi, and training for the 5k, I did not get much else accomplished.
I should have wrote Saturday, after the 5k, but I was so tired I spent the rest of the day on the couch and then went for drinks, which is probably why my week totals suck! And when I say "suck" they suck. But anyway, the 5k I did was the first I had ever ran, and I was nervous because it was at the Nazi's work. Those people have no mercy on anyone when they get something on you they don't ever forget it. So I wanted to do really good, so that I didn't embarrass my dear hubby. I ran and I ran, as hard as I could and when I crossed the finish line in a full blown sprint. People cheered and clapped. I felt like I had just completed the Boston Marathon. Then...I threw up. The clapping and cheering immediately stopped. Well so much for not embarrassing him. I didn't place cuz there were freakishly weird healthy people there, which I know didn't work there, but I did do it is 37 minutes, which is my best time every!
So you would think with the fact that I stop eating after 8pm, and ran all week I would pay a visit to my dear friend the slot machine for hell, that he would be some what kind and tell me I have broken the curse of the "plateau". NOPE...jumped on and what do you know..not a freaking pound lost. At this point I can no longer afford to be depressed about it, I have to find a solution. This will be a fourth week with no loss. If I was on the Biggest Looser, they would have voted my ass off the ranch. Pack your shit and get out.
So now here I am, feeling good though because to be honest, I feel good, I feel healthy, and I am very proud of how far I have come, not in my weight loss but in my accountability and follow through. My lifestyle has truly changed. So even though I can't count this week as a loss in pounds, I can put myself one step to my ultimate goal, of being a better ME!