Momma said there’d be days like this… there’d be weeks like this… my Momma said.
Yeah it was bound to happen. I would finally get tired of all the nonsense, my body finally lashing out at itself for all this time away from junk and what have you. To the point of falling off the wagon? Nah, not close… but this was not a good week.
My hunger just could not be conquered this week. I would eat and then 30 min later I would be hungry again. It probably had to do with me not drinking as much water this week – I’m sure it usually keeps me full. I just was too damn lazy to go to the store and pick up water for the office and I paid the price for it.
I will not let this throw me off course though. I will get back on track and start working out again. I didn’t touch the treadmill, a weight or anything other than food and a computer this past week – so there is definitely room for improvement. I will not be taken down by the man…. the fat man that is.
What is the damage?
I gained 1.2 lbs this week. I was going to lie and say a pound… but what good would that do me?!?
I guess this is the first week in a long time I haven’t lost – but you know… it was bound to happen. Our pantry & fridge were not stocked, like I said before I didn’t keep water handy at work; so it was kind of like the perfect storm.
Live it up 1.2 lbs… live it up. Next week – you get murdered-out like the wheel barrel.