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My goal for January was to end the month at the same weight as when I made my list of 12 Goals for 2012.
In short, I failed.
To be honest, I didn't expect to achieve this goal. But I couldn't bring myself to write, "Only gain 5 lbs by January 31st."
The goal was set on the 6th, then I proceeded to spend 12 of the remaining 25 days of January on vacation. First, on a business trip for a FOOD company and most recently on a pre-paid, all-you-can-stuff-into-your-face cruise. Not gaining weight was a lofty, but unrealistic, goal.
I ate and drank to my heart's content on my business trip, returning home 4 lbs heavier after merely 4 days. That week, I worked out like a crazy woman and ate modestly, losing all 4 lbs before leaving for the cruise.
Then the first few days of our family vacation were a joke: I didn't drink any alcohol (I can't imagine how many calories that saved me, considering my drinks of choice are all sugary, fruity concoctions) but I helped myself to more than my fair share of second helpings and desserts. By day 3, my pants were already snug and I felt disgusting.
So the latter half of the cruise, I was much more careful. I ordered egg-white omelets with veggies and oatmeal for breakfast and stuck to fish and salad for dinner. But I couldn't resist the desserts...they were heavenly! And I knew I was going to deprive myself once I was home, so I indulged.
I found a scale in the ship's gym toward the end of the trip and it said that I gained 15 pounds. I almost choked until my brother in law said that the scale weighed him as 20 lbs heavier than his pre-cruise weight, so I didn't take it too seriously. Regardless, it made the actual 5 lb weight gain much easier to accept when I got home to my own scale.
I hope to get a pound or two down under my January 6th weight by the end of next week, just in time to go on yet another business trip, where we'll be taste-testing all of the new food products for our upcoming catalog. That way, maybe I'll be even when I get off the plane on the 12th. It's warped logic, I realize, but it's keeping me from ballooning up from all of this travel in a short period of time.
I've already lost a couple pounds of water weight since Sunday, so I'm not too depressed about not meeting January's goal. I will end the month 3 lbs more than I'd hoped, but my diet is already substantially better than it has been and my body is craving more healthy food and regular exercise again.
Someone asked me recently how I don't fluctuate in clothes sizes. I gain and lose a few pounds here and there all the time, but the truth is: I only have one size in my closet. I'm comfortable in my own skin when I'm a size 10, so I got rid of all of the size 8s (I can dream, but I have to work too hard to stay that small) and the size 12s and 14s (oh yes, I was busting out of 14s during my college days).
The bottom line is this: if I only have size 10 clothes in my closet, I am forced to get serious about my food choices if they become snug.
So there you have it! I failed to meet my January goal, but I'm totally fine with it. Now to reset my body clock to begin getting up early to successfully accomplish February's goal tomorrow. No more vacation mode for me!
In short, I failed.
To be honest, I didn't expect to achieve this goal. But I couldn't bring myself to write, "Only gain 5 lbs by January 31st."
The goal was set on the 6th, then I proceeded to spend 12 of the remaining 25 days of January on vacation. First, on a business trip for a FOOD company and most recently on a pre-paid, all-you-can-stuff-into-your-face cruise. Not gaining weight was a lofty, but unrealistic, goal.
I ate and drank to my heart's content on my business trip, returning home 4 lbs heavier after merely 4 days. That week, I worked out like a crazy woman and ate modestly, losing all 4 lbs before leaving for the cruise.
Then the first few days of our family vacation were a joke: I didn't drink any alcohol (I can't imagine how many calories that saved me, considering my drinks of choice are all sugary, fruity concoctions) but I helped myself to more than my fair share of second helpings and desserts. By day 3, my pants were already snug and I felt disgusting.
So the latter half of the cruise, I was much more careful. I ordered egg-white omelets with veggies and oatmeal for breakfast and stuck to fish and salad for dinner. But I couldn't resist the desserts...they were heavenly! And I knew I was going to deprive myself once I was home, so I indulged.
I found a scale in the ship's gym toward the end of the trip and it said that I gained 15 pounds. I almost choked until my brother in law said that the scale weighed him as 20 lbs heavier than his pre-cruise weight, so I didn't take it too seriously. Regardless, it made the actual 5 lb weight gain much easier to accept when I got home to my own scale.
I hope to get a pound or two down under my January 6th weight by the end of next week, just in time to go on yet another business trip, where we'll be taste-testing all of the new food products for our upcoming catalog. That way, maybe I'll be even when I get off the plane on the 12th. It's warped logic, I realize, but it's keeping me from ballooning up from all of this travel in a short period of time.
I've already lost a couple pounds of water weight since Sunday, so I'm not too depressed about not meeting January's goal. I will end the month 3 lbs more than I'd hoped, but my diet is already substantially better than it has been and my body is craving more healthy food and regular exercise again.
Someone asked me recently how I don't fluctuate in clothes sizes. I gain and lose a few pounds here and there all the time, but the truth is: I only have one size in my closet. I'm comfortable in my own skin when I'm a size 10, so I got rid of all of the size 8s (I can dream, but I have to work too hard to stay that small) and the size 12s and 14s (oh yes, I was busting out of 14s during my college days).
The bottom line is this: if I only have size 10 clothes in my closet, I am forced to get serious about my food choices if they become snug.
So there you have it! I failed to meet my January goal, but I'm totally fine with it. Now to reset my body clock to begin getting up early to successfully accomplish February's goal tomorrow. No more vacation mode for me!
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