I’m 31 years old and I still don’t know how to manage my wavy/curly hair.
Tried a new method this morning but it was still wet when I left the house and I have no idea how it looks right now.
Maybe I should go in the bathroom and look.
My boss and I just had to educate some of our student-athletes on the awsesomeness of the original American Gladiators.
Just going to come out and say it. This week wasn’t great numbers wise. Or eating wise. At this this past weekend.
Going into the weekend I had gone for a few runs, and I’d been eating well, and looked like I was going to get close to hitting the 20 pound total mark.
Then the weekend happened. I traveled to a work banquet where I drank more beer than planned and ate more food than planned. Then I went home and hung out with my parents where I ate candy (not too much but more than I have in the last few months) and pizza, and just more food in general.
But I was still able to be down more than a half pound from last week, despite actually gaining weight over the weekend. This week I hope to stay on point, but I know that I’ll be heading to Missoula to see family for Easter, and we do a huge brunch/lunch on Saturday where I’m sure to over eat.
The good news is my mom and I are planning to get some M hikes in, and at least I’m not expecting too much from this week. I do what I can to move forward and lose weight without cutting out the things in my life that I enjoy. I’ll get to my goal someday. It may take longer than some people, but for me it’s really important that I do it in a way that I can maintain. That I keep a lifestyle I can enjoy.
So there’s that. 16.3 total pounds lost is not something to get mad about. I’ll just bring the awesome to this week.
Taking a half day off work to drive 2.5 hours to go look at a car to buy.
At least my grandma lives there so I can take her to dinner.
Also pleas send out good vibes. I’ve really been needing a new car ever since I wrecked mine February, and this car is perfect. At least what I can see on paper.
Today on my lunch break I went for a run.
As I set out my goal was to run from campus to a popular trail that is near by. It’s about .5 away. I wanted to get there without stopping to walk.
Once I got there I kept going and told myself I was going to make it until I hit the next cross street. That was another .25 miles away.
Once I got there, I figured I’d gone so far why not make it a mile before stopping to walk. And I did it. A 12 minute mile.
Granted I had to walk on the way back to campus. But that first mile was a pretty big deal for me. I don’t think I’ve run a mile straight in over a year. So I’m pretty proud of myself.
I’m getting better everyday.
and my vacation to Raleigh didn’t hurt me as much as I thought it would.
When I got back from Raleigh I reluctantly weighed myself even though it wasn’t a Monday. I had gained about 2 pounds while I was gone, give or take. I was actually pretty excited about that because I drank a lot of beer and wine, and also ate a lot of food that would not be classified as healthy. Healthy for the soul yes, healthy for the body no.
But today I did my Monday weigh in, with clothes, earlier I forgot before I got in the shower, and I was actually down a half a pound from before I left. And that was while I was sick last week and didn’t really get any exercise in.
I think right now I’m getting by on blind faith or dumb luck or something. Or maybe I am doing something right, and something can be said for just enjoying the moments in life when they come up, and not stressing over them but not overdoing it either.
Onward and upwards. Here’s to another week of getting healthy.