You should have seen me in my mother's kitchen the other night when I stopped by for dinner. The pepper jack cheese was sitting there, in a bowl, grated, and taunting me. A bowl of cheese has become my weakness. Why? Because I have been depriving myself of everything dairy for the past month! So I nibbled. Sue me. BUT - something amazing happened over the weekend that I just had to share. Upon starting my journey in late May, early June of this year ( http://bit.ly/aQOnJO ) I had weighed myself obsessively. Every scale I came in contact with, I weighed myself. At home I had a digital scale, and a normal everyday $5 scale from Walgreens. At my mother's I had my sister's digital scale to use and at the in-law's I had a digital scale and an old school one. For the longest time I was only dropping 3-5 lbs here and there, gaining it back, losing it again, etc etc.... Every Monday was my "restart day". "Ok Amy, seriously, get on track this week." The eating wasn't so much my problem. I was spacing my meals out, eating tons of veggies and fruit, and trying to stick to my routine. Sure, yes, of course...let's throw the beer in there, because what other 28 yr old do you know when they get a break from their kids doesn't have a beer? Thank you. My problem was finding time to work out, exercise, get any kind of movement in. I took my son for "walks" which are really runs because I have to jog to keep up with him. And this little sucker lasts about a good mile, and then we get to "walk". So needless to say my cardio was come and go, absolutely no weight or strength training was occurring except for the occasional leg lifts and crunches I would do before bed, IF I remembered. Combine this with 2 vacations, 2 weeks apart filled with eating out, chips and dips and of course complete break from routine. So when June was coming to an end I was prepared to have July 1st as my "restart day" until I remembered the scales. I had
You should have seen me in my mother's kitchen the other night when I stopped by for dinner. The pepper jack cheese was sitting there, in a bowl, grated, and taunting me. A bowl of cheese has become my weakness. Why? Because I have been depriving myself of everything dairy for the past month! So I nibbled. Sue me. BUT - something amazing happened over the weekend that I just had to share. Upon starting my journey in late May, early June of this year ( http://bit.ly/aQOnJO ) I had weighed myself obsessively. Every scale I came in contact with, I weighed myself. At home I had a digital scale, and a normal everyday $5 scale from Walgreens. At my mother's I had my sister's digital scale to use and at the in-law's I had a digital scale and an old school one. For the longest time I was only dropping 3-5 lbs here and there, gaining it back, losing it again, etc etc.... Every Monday was my "restart day". "Ok Amy, seriously, get on track this week." The eating wasn't so much my problem. I was spacing my meals out, eating tons of veggies and fruit, and trying to stick to my routine. Sure, yes, of course...let's throw the beer in there, because what other 28 yr old do you know when they get a break from their kids doesn't have a beer? Thank you. My problem was finding time to work out, exercise, get any kind of movement in. I took my son for "walks" which are really runs because I have to jog to keep up with him. And this little sucker lasts about a good mile, and then we get to "walk". So needless to say my cardio was come and go, absolutely no weight or strength training was occurring except for the occasional leg lifts and crunches I would do before bed, IF I remembered. Combine this with 2 vacations, 2 weeks apart filled with eating out, chips and dips and of course complete break from routine. So when June was coming to an end I was prepared to have July 1st as my "restart day" until I remembered the scales. I had