Since my motivational post last week, I am proud of say I've lost some weight! 2.5 pounds to be exact!
So while I was at my grandparents for dinner the other night, I decided to slip on my old Prom dress from when I was 17. "This is going to be a nightmare", I said to my Nanny (grandma). She laughed as she tried zipping it up... with a little muscle and tugging, it ZIPPED.
Guys, like...it fit!
I about cried. Is that weird?!
|mmm, cell phone quality pictures.|
So she made me walk down the stairs in it like I did on prom night...and take a picture where I did before. I mean yeah, it was a bit snug...but I'm counting it!
My "7 week challenge" goal was only to lose a few pounds and exercise a few times a week (you know, get back in the swing of things instead of joining the huge statistic of newlyweds who spend their evenings in front of a TV -- runonsentencemuch?).
The whole exercise part? I've failed miserably. Unless you count editing wedding pictures (no, not mine!) as exercise, cause I've been doing a WHOLE lot of that. The first part to fixing something is admitting you've made a mistake. So here...
...I'VE SUCKED AT EXERCISING!
Phew, there. Glad that's out on the table.
Part two? Doing something about it.
So, tonight after work...I am sitting down with Caleb and we're going to meal plan for the following week. We've already spent our "grocery fund" envelope so we'll be able to plan ahead with what's already in our house. Beause remember, when there is no money left in the envelope, you DON'T SPEND ANYMORE.
He and I are also going to come up with an achievable running goal for 3 to 4 times a week.
Also, even when I slip up and treat myself so a sweet snack, I am still logging it in My Fitness Pal, which makes me happy, and like I'm being held accountable.
Another small goal? To start getting up and working out a bit after Caleb leaves for work. See, he gets up for work at 5:15AM... not exactly my time of day. HOWEVER... I have noticed the few times in life (okay, one time...) that I've gotten up before the sun...I felt more energized and ready to tackle my day. What's even better? I can come home and spend time with my husband after a long day, instead of losing another hour with him.
So, watch out 6:00 AM runners, I'm coming for you.