I've lost it -- my mojo that is. I was doing so well for a while. But here we are, 6 months after my relocation to the UK and I have only lost 5 pounds. I made it to 8.5 just before the wedding...but that was the plateau. Until tonight.
I lost exactly one pound this week!! It may have only been one, but it was a loss, and I'm SO excited about that. I'm also excited that Matt is on board for planning out our weekly meals better. Part of my problem is not planning and I end up eating whatever Matt eats, including his Matt-sized portions. Unfortunately for me, my body does not metabolize food as quickly as his and simply looking at food adds weight to my rear.
But now I'm back!! I even stayed for the actual meeting tonight. I'm hoping to lose a stone (14 lbs) by Easter which will give me my (UK) WW 10% and will leave me with only 2.5 stone more to lose.
I'm also hoping my Couch to 5K progress will encourage the loss along as well. I started week 2 yesterday, but I wasn't able to successfully get through the runs without shaving off time, so I repeated the run tonight. It was a push, but I made it through and I'm starting to really feel the positive effects the following day. (I've dedicated another blog solely to my C2-5K experience here.)
So, sorry for the lack of interesting pictures. Other than my runs, I stay cooped up indoors where it's warm, and I don't think anyone in particular cares to see more kitty pics (funny that he picks now to look up at me from his slumber -- probably knows I'm typing about him).
I'm rambling now. This will do for tonight.
1 comment:
Congrats on the weight loss, Meg! EVERY little bit is a big deal, and it helps. :) Keep up the amazing work!
*gets out pom poms and cheers for you*
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