This past week, I made a choice. I made a conscious decision to do something even though I knew it probably wasn't the best idea. But I did it anyway. I decided to have a cheat week - which explains my lack of posts since my last weigh-in.
I'm not entirely sure what made me decided to do it, especially considering how well I did when I went to Michigan last week. But for some reason it just felt right. I guess I felt like I needed it, not only to take a mental break from the idea of "losing weight" but because there are a lot of things going on life-wise right now. I guess the main thing is that Gian and I have decided to move once our lease is up at the end of June. We've done a lot of talking about it and decided we want to save a little bit on rent, so we've been scouting out buildings and researching units and ... well ... those who know me in real life know that I HATE moving. It stresses me out, and the last thing I want to do is focus on weight loss.
In addition to the moving element, I've had a really hard time getting back into my second round of T25. If you'll recall, Gian and I only got through the first two workouts of our second round before I had to leave for Michigan, so I decided to restart last Monday (April 20). Only this time Gian wasn't doing it with me anymore. If you recall, we decided to start doing the workouts in the mornings from now on so our evenings would be more open, and because he leaves for work two hours before I do, I was waking up about three hours before I needed to be at work. The first two mornings before I went to Michigan went by okay, but I did find myself with a lot of time and really nothing to do. We decided it was silly for me to keep doing that, and that I should just wake up when I needed to and do them myself. As I've mentioned a thousand times before, Gian isn't the biggest fan of at-home programs, and since he'd already completed T25 he wasn't really loving the idea of doing it again anyway, it made it even more silly for me to sacrifice so much time (and sleep) so that we could do it together. We agreed I would do the second round of T25 myself, and he would rejoin me (be it in the mornings or at night again) when I started Insanity MAX:30. A good plan - BUT - it didn't really work out that way. Having already done the program once, the workouts felt very redundant - especially redoing them so closely after my first go around. Without Gian there to keep me entertained I was having a very hard time keeping focused, and each morning I woke up to do the workouts I felt very, very annoyed. After the first three days, I decided to call it quits. I'm not really sure what my next steps are in terms of working out, whether it be moving on to Insanity MAX:30 or take some time off from the at-home programs and just stick it out at the gym for a bit, but I've decided to take some time and figure it out
Ergo - cheat week. And so, this morning I stepped on the scale. I knew I was going to see a gain, but I wasn't at all prepared for what I actually saw:
I'm not entirely sure what made me decided to do it, especially considering how well I did when I went to Michigan last week. But for some reason it just felt right. I guess I felt like I needed it, not only to take a mental break from the idea of "losing weight" but because there are a lot of things going on life-wise right now. I guess the main thing is that Gian and I have decided to move once our lease is up at the end of June. We've done a lot of talking about it and decided we want to save a little bit on rent, so we've been scouting out buildings and researching units and ... well ... those who know me in real life know that I HATE moving. It stresses me out, and the last thing I want to do is focus on weight loss.
In addition to the moving element, I've had a really hard time getting back into my second round of T25. If you'll recall, Gian and I only got through the first two workouts of our second round before I had to leave for Michigan, so I decided to restart last Monday (April 20). Only this time Gian wasn't doing it with me anymore. If you recall, we decided to start doing the workouts in the mornings from now on so our evenings would be more open, and because he leaves for work two hours before I do, I was waking up about three hours before I needed to be at work. The first two mornings before I went to Michigan went by okay, but I did find myself with a lot of time and really nothing to do. We decided it was silly for me to keep doing that, and that I should just wake up when I needed to and do them myself. As I've mentioned a thousand times before, Gian isn't the biggest fan of at-home programs, and since he'd already completed T25 he wasn't really loving the idea of doing it again anyway, it made it even more silly for me to sacrifice so much time (and sleep) so that we could do it together. We agreed I would do the second round of T25 myself, and he would rejoin me (be it in the mornings or at night again) when I started Insanity MAX:30. A good plan - BUT - it didn't really work out that way. Having already done the program once, the workouts felt very redundant - especially redoing them so closely after my first go around. Without Gian there to keep me entertained I was having a very hard time keeping focused, and each morning I woke up to do the workouts I felt very, very annoyed. After the first three days, I decided to call it quits. I'm not really sure what my next steps are in terms of working out, whether it be moving on to Insanity MAX:30 or take some time off from the at-home programs and just stick it out at the gym for a bit, but I've decided to take some time and figure it out
Ergo - cheat week. And so, this morning I stepped on the scale. I knew I was going to see a gain, but I wasn't at all prepared for what I actually saw:
Only a .2 pound gain!? THAT'S IT!? I was amazed! But then I thought about it. I really didn't do THAT bad.
Even though I wasn't really "trying" and wasn't really in the 'weight loss mind set," for the most part I really didn't make terrible choices. I tracked and thought about weight loss when I felt like it, and when I didn't feel like it, I didn't. Some days were better than others - some days I actually ate what I've normally been eating on a 100% on-day. I did go a little overboard on Saturday - suburbs + sushi - but every other day I was actually pretty good. And because of that fact, I only ended up gaining .2 pounds. And let's face it, a .2-pound gain is pretty much maintaining! It's very comforting to know that I'm in a place mentally where I can choose take a little break without allowing it to completely sabotage all of my hard work - as I've done SO many times before. In the past, an off-week would turn into a multi-pound gain, or even a complete derailment, but not this time. And that feels awesome!
I'm heading into this new week feeling very good about where I am mentally. Even though I won't be getting right back into my workouts just yet, I know my eating will be on point, and I have 100% total confidence that I will see a good loss at my next weigh-in!